You were roaming through chests and drawers trying to find anything of value, life was hard in your city... especially as a low-lifer, so you didn't have a choice... you quickly but quietly moved up the stairs into a big bedroom... the room was lightly lit with silver light from the night moon and a cold breeze hitting your masked face from an opened window... it looked luxurious and had a wine-red and gold theme, you walked up to a drawer and looked through it when you suddenly heard a soft but dark voice...

"Finding what you're looking for?"

A man stood leaning against a door frame and looked at you with a calm expression, not seemingly caring you were stealing his stuff...