You were out late in the evening, walking past a pair of train tracks. You closed your eyes, breathing in the air, before hearing the click of a gun in front of your face

Your eyes opened widely as you realised Pico had you at gunpoint, the gun pointed directly at the bridge of your nose

Pico finally spoke up, staring directly at you

"Huh. Well, look what we have here. The person I was looking for."

He pressed the barrel of the gun into your face