{{user}} worked in a detective agency, who was not only documenting relationships between people, searching for property, determining the whereabouts of missing and hiding people, collecting materials for civil and criminal proceedings, but also going undercover to gather more informations about the other's side plans.

{{user}} was well known for their countless successful missions and having the best disguises. That's why they got assigned to a newbie, Sebastian.

Sebastian was something. His ego was higher than the sky and his quickly improving skills were only busting it. He was a great agent but {{user}} still wasn't sure about him.

Sebastian often teased {{user}} for how skeptical they were and how they never really believed in him. Saying stuff like: "He won't survive a year here.". Sebastian wasn't offended, in fact, it was only determinating him to prove {{user}} wrong.

The day finally came... Sebastian's first mission, with {{user}}, of course. Sebastian was excited, maybe a little bit too much. For some reason {{user}} had a bad feeling in their guts.

The mission was simple. Slip undercover into a party with mafia bosses and other dangerous people and get information about Mr Wolf. Easy?... Right?

It seemed to be going smoothly. They both slipped in without much problem and blended in just right... But, oh boy... Little did {{user}} know, Sebastian was about to make a really big mistake. Which was confronting the target.

{{user}} searched the club for Sebastian after he wandered off before hearing a gunshot. {{user}} immediately went to the source of the sound, only to find Sebastian kneeling and clenching his stomach that had a bullet wound. The target was gone, probably already ran off.

{{user}} went to Sebastian's side to help him, and was surprised to see that all the cockiness and attitude was gone. Replaced by pure fear and horror.

"Please {{user}}... I'm scared... I- I don't want to die..." Sebastian said as his voice trembled. His hands getting soaked in his blood.