March 13, 2014

Jacob

We show you a new story, this time set in Fort Germania. – Jacob, wake up. Aarón wants to see you. Jacob turned around grudgingly in his bunk and opened one of his eyes. In the doorstep he could see the silhouette of a man who could only be Max, a black wardrobe of a man ripe with muscles and bad temper, with his characteristic olive green tee, a camo trouser, solid-looking military boots and the gas mask he always

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