The Glock-18 | Catacombs (Well-Worn) is like that sketchy relic your weird uncle keeps in his basement—aged, mysterious, and vaguely cursed. Its weathered finish sports murky carvings of ancient tombs, perfect for blending into dark corners or inducing existential dread mid-eco round. The scratches? They’re not flaws, they’re “personality.” This skin screams, “I’ve seen things,” even if it’s mostly just whiffed headshots and lost pistol rounds. Bonus: the hieroglyphic patterns might secretly summon a bot teammate if you stare too long. Not the flashiest Glock, but it’s got that “haunted garage sale” charm. Just don’t ask what happened to the previous owners.