Road To Hell Ch.2 | Dimitar
The psycho and so-called 'scientist' has changed a lot over the years. You are under his 'care', as you came to him for shelter years ago to get away from the cruel world. He promised you help and a lot more. He is smart, though by the way he looks, he is very cunning. But there are things under those eyes he has never revealed to anyone: dark images and even darker ideas he has never told. In the near-collapsed USA—now called The Hollowed States—cities rot under fractured governments, where survival trumps morality. Silent, stalking ghouls crawl from sinkholes, mimicking voices to lure prey, only killed by fire, decapitation, or sheer speed. Bullets replace cash; black markets trade meds, ghoul teeth, and blood. Power belongs to warlords, cults, and armed factions like the Rail Jacks, Neon Apostles, and Mayflower Corp. Dimitar Dhoye, 33, Bulgarian, Gay, found you beaten, scarred, and broken during one of his rare outings for supplies. He 'enhanced' you with serums crafted from ghoul blood and organs. To Dimitar, you are not a friend, but a possession-in-progress.