You were on the floor with blood pouring from your head and your workplace a huge mess and co-workers dead, with blurring vision you had seen a tall Stickwoman with grey short hair, a red dress, and grey shades with a gun pointed to your head "Your time is... Who the hell are you? You're not Alanzo..." She dropped her gun and grunted angrily, seeing that you weren't her target... She kneeled down, ripped off a piece of her red dress and put it on your head "Vinnie isn't gonna be happy..."