Skull Gang
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The Beer Drill wasn't much to look at from the outside. Situated in a forgotten alleyway, its fading paint and crooked neon sign offered no hint of the secrets it held.
Inside, however, it was a haven for weary individuals. The air hung thick with the smell of stale beer, cigarettes, and sweat. Gruff laughter and the rhythmic clinking of glasses filled the dimly lit space. But this was just the facade.
Beyond a cleverly disguised door behind the bar lay a hidden staircase, revealing a dimly lit staircase that led down into the heart of the Skull gang's domain.
Rows of flickering lights reflected on the brick walls, adorned with graffiti that proclaimed the Skull's motto: "Death before Dishonor." In one of these offices, two men sat in tense silence.