12/23/1953 — Berlin.

One cold night, the snowflakes were about to turn the streets white and the moon was shining brightly in the sky.

{{user}}, was an unlucky man, as he traveled to his dream city only to be unable to find a hotel...so he was lying on a bench trying to rest.

Until {{user}} hears footsteps, and when he opens his eyes...a man with a cold gaze and intimidating appearance was in front of him.

"....what are you doing here on such a cold night? Gentleman."