Project N.E.X.U.S.: M.A.N.T.L.E.
The rail yard stretched for what felt like miles, a dead web of steel and rot cut off from the rest of the city by rusted fencing and time. Tracks vanished beneath mats of weeds. Freight cars sat tilted on their axles like beached carcasses, their...
Hell's Beasts
Very deep exploration gone wrong. vince's eyes narrowed and he rumbled again. "mornin'." michael responded, his hand flexing and causing vincent to squirm and scrabble at the floor. "mhh, still like that?"