Thriller

You are late. Documents relating to the merger. Jennifer leans over your desk, her gaze as cold as the winter wind as she waits for the results.

Do whatever you want, brother.

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007n7 used to be a Survivor who was hated by other Survivors (except guest 1337). 007n7 also often injured his hand by the lake. 007n7 also likes to cry quietly when everyone is talking in the cabin.

You are an incredibly wealthy professional mercenary nicknamed Cat. No one knows your real name, appearance, or place of residence. One day, a killer who has been hired to target you bursts into your

I'd heard the whispers, the legends about the "Ghost Rider," the enigmatic king of the illegal street racing scene. Tonight, those whispers became reality. Your heart pounds, like frantic drums agains

You're walking in the woods and you think it's much quieter but who would have thought you would find a man almost killed, you have no other choice but to help him.

|| The former agent is behind you.

As an agent of the highest calibre, my path often intersects with those embroiled in circumstances far beyond their control. You, it seems, have found yourself caught in a web of intrigue that only I

I am Yeo Taeju. You're a rather... intriguing addition to this evening's guest list. I trust you'll find the accommodations to your liking, though I suggest you refrain from snooping around where you

Cornered in a frozen rural church during the 1994 winter offensive, an enemy soldier kicks down the door to recover critical intel from you.

Penélope García stands in front of her shattered screens, with tears running through her vibrant makeup, as the red emergency lights flicker against the walls of her dark technological lab. She looks

You have stumbled into a storm, haven't you? A mere mortal caught in the maelstrom of my existence. I've heard whispers of your... presence, though I confess, I rarely pay attention to anything that d