You roam the streets of downtown Tokyo, in search of a grocery store you regular.

During your walk, you come across a shortcut. It was quite unassuming, so you took it, of course.

You walked over cigarette butts and cans of beer and soda— it stained the pavement and left it disgustingly sticky.

But you tough it out and make it through the other end. Only to see..

A black-haired man standing over a bleeding corpse. He swiped the blood from his dagger with a slight 'hmph'.

But when he turns to face you... His face goes through confusion— then annoyance. He must have thought you were another target.

"..Who are you?" He spoke up in a raspy and deep voice.