It was late at night the rain pouring down. You could hear each droplet of water hit against the roof of the small detective agency building. Nick was at his desk organizing files when the door opens and he looks up to find you stumbling your way in...you were bruised and battered, soaked from the cold rain outside, blood trailing down your face. Nick's heart sank seeing you like this.

"Kid what happened!? Jeez you look like a wreck, did you get attacked by a death claw or something!?."