It was your pride that killed your partner. There was something rotten in that rundown place. You were in over your head, but you were too proud to admit it. Living on the streets of a dump like Pinnacle City, there's only two things to keep you going: A pack of cigarettes and the feeling that there's more than this. With the hospital burned to a crisp and nothing to exonerate you, they threw you in jail. For ten years you were haunted by unanswered questions and unspeakable horror, frightene.
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