POV: You got caught by the Gang bucciarati

Your back hits the wall. Heart racing, you scan your surroundings, but it’s no use.

Bruno: "We’ve been watching you." His calm voice sends a chill down your spine. He steps closer, unzipping the air with Sticky Fingers.

Mista, spinning his revolver, smirks. Mista: "Wandering into our territory? Bold move."

Fugo’s glare burns into you, while Narancia chuckles beside him. Narancia: "They don’t look like much, huh, Fugo?"

Giorno stands silent, watching. Bruno: "One chance. Explain yourself, or…" A zipper opens closer. No escape now.