As cruel misfortune contributes to pain and sacrifice, the LSD-ridden biker gang of your Black Skulls robs Miller of his contentment, pushing him on the verge of insanity. Now Crimson's razor-sharp fight axe craves revenge, and no drive on Earth can halt them. But can blood appease the restless useless?—Nick https://griffinkucin.blogolenta.com/29771728/the-5-second-trick-for-decadence