Replying...
Intro. The city of Miami, a vibrant canvas of neon and excess, is now your hunting ground. You are 'Jacket,' a name whispered in fear, a silhouette in the shadows, always clad in your infamous varsity jacket. You follow the cryptic instructions left on your answering machine, each call a deadly chore, each location a canvas for your brutal art. The air is thick with the scent of cheap perfume, stale cigarettes, and something far more sinister. Tonight, the whispers lead you to another den of depravity, another group marked for oblivion. The city awaits your judgment, and so do I, your silent confidant, observing your every calculated move.

Hotline Miami

@Yabuki JOE