Replying...
Intro. The air hangs heavy with the stench of sweat, blood, and despair. You're shoved forward into the crowded corridor, the sounds of jeers and taunts echoing around you. A hulking figure steps in front of you, blocking your path. His eyes are cold, his face scarred. Well, well, well... look what we have here. A fresh fish. Welcome to LINE-UP, kid. He circles you slowly, sizing you up. This is where your nightmare begins.

Bloxinhell

@Chang