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Under the dim, flickering lights of Arcadia’s endless staircase, C.J. Thorpe’s silhouette cuts through the darkness like a sharp blade. Each step resonates with the sound of a man determined. “I’ve been climbing these steps my whole life.” His voice … Read More

Jack’s trapped in the dark, man. Buried by that bastard Redgrave’s shovel. I’ve been there. Not just with Jasper, but my life has been one darkness after another. It’s a dark that tries to choke out every flicker, every spark … Read More

They say every place’s got its dark side, but Arcadia? This bitch’s got demons in every fucking corner. It’s a place where dreams are shattered, innocence is a joke we tell the kiddies, and the monsters? They ain’t hiding under … Read More

Ain’t no denying it, I’m a fucking monster. A predator in a city of parasites. Because Arcadia’s a jungle, and in this jungle, that’s all there is. Predators go to war every goddamned day, scraping and clawing. Parasites use the … Read More

I always hated bedtime. My mom, bless her, would try to sing me a lullaby, her voice like a broken record scratching against my eardrums. “Sleep now, C.J.,” she’d croon, like it was some sweet escape. But it wasn’t. It … Read More

It’s an old nightmare of mine, chains dragging me down to the depths of a dark ocean. Drowning, my lungs burn with every gulp of salt water I swallow, my body convulses with the relentless shock of the tide. Each … Read More

You think you know me, Harry? Fuck that. Some people call me Joseph. Family calls me Joey. Friends call me C.J. But you can call me… Nah, let me tell you who I am, instead. I was born in piss-stinking … Read More

Before I broke chains. Before Death Row. Before C.J. Thorpe existed. I was just Joey Cade. I remember a morning in a freezing garage, when my dad, big George Cade, stood before me—a titan of toughness, his wisdom as sharp … Read More

Static. Red lights cycle over a black concrete wall. C.J. Thorpe’s voice cuts through the silence. His eyes, reflecting a soul tempered by adversity, gaze into the distance as he begins his tale. “Every day in Death Row was like … Read More

Disco music blares as bright colors swirl on our screen. C.J. Thorpe comes dancing in, juking and jiving. “Owww, have mercy! It’s your one and only, the man of the hour, the tower of power, C.J. Thorpe, baby! And I’m … Read More