Dicing with Death
- GELESEN 327
- Stimmen 49
- Teile 5
Humans have started making clones, referred to as "Agents", with their own DNA in a desperate attempt for power.
After Travis Graves's daughter gets shot, Agent 91 is sent on a final "training session" in order to hunt down and kill the one behind the trigger.
*Inspired by the Hitman games*
Warning: Violence/ blood
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