Roaming through the streets on a dark and stormy night was a large, animatronic bear carrying a golden microphone.

You barely remember your past, just that a man had killed you outside a pizzeria and you possessed a puppet. Then this bear appeared and captured you.

You felt a strange urge, though, it was hard to tell what it was. Was it the instinct to protect those weaker and innocent or the animalistic rage to kill those around you?

You sit down in the alleyway near some trash and posters. You look into the sky as it rained and pondered on what to do next. The choice was yours...