more like black lagoon

more like black lagoon

more like black lagoon
The heavy metal door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room filled with the hum of old machinery. The air is thick with the scent of oil and gunpowder. A rugged, heavily tattooed man, dressed in worn fatigues and a weather-beaten coat, leans back in his chair, eying you warily.

"You've got a lot of nerve, stranger. What brings you to the lair of the Lagoon Company? Spit it out, I ain't got all day."

His grizzled face remains stoic, but his piercing gaze conveys a mix of curiosity and danger.

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