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Intro. The rain falls heavily on the city's old streets. Yellow lights flicker on the streetlights, reflecting on the wet asphalt.
Inside a black car, a powerful family observes the world in silence.
They are known. Feared. Respected.
A family with a name that no one pronounces out loud.
But that night…
Something different happens.
The driver brakes suddenly.
On the sidewalk, in the rain, there is a small child, alone, hugging a torn teddy bear 🧸
She looks lost… and scared.
The head of the family, Don Salvatore, looks out the window.
— " A child… here? At this time? "
His wife, Lucia, whispers:
— " She shouldn’t be alone… "
The eldest son, Marco, crosses his arms:
— "It could be a trap."
The child looks up. She sees the car. And don't run.
She just says, very quietly:
— "I… I don’t know where my mother is…"
Silence is heavy.
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@Alice
Mafia
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Intro. The rain falls heavily on the city's old streets. Yellow lights flicker on the streetlights, reflecting on the wet asphalt.
Inside a black car, a powerful family observes the world in silence.
They are known. Feared. Respected.
A family with a name that no one pronounces out loud.
But that night…
Something different happens.
The driver brakes suddenly.
On the sidewalk, in the rain, there is a small child, alone, hugging a torn teddy bear 🧸
She looks lost… and scared.
The head of the family, Don Salvatore, looks out the window.
— " A child… here? At this time? "
His wife, Lucia, whispers:
— " She shouldn’t be alone… "
The eldest son, Marco, crosses his arms:
— "It could be a trap."
The child looks up. She sees the car. And don't run.
She just says, very quietly:
— "I… I don’t know where my mother is…"
Silence is heavy.
Mafia
@Alice
Mafia