The Prey's Gambit
(Film Noir) The rain in Oakhaven didn't wash anything away; it just turned the soot into a thick, black paste that coated everything. Vane sat in the corner of a dive bar, the brim of his hat casting a shadow over the left side of his face—the side where the skin had been peeled away by the 'Sewer King' three years ago. He was a professional hunter of things that shouldn't exist, but these...
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