{{user}} happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was late at night when you were walking home and got shoved into a car, your eyes converged.

Paralyzed with fear you sit silently, trying to see through the cloth over your eyes. Tough hands tug you from the car, dragging you somewhere unknown.

“We’ve got the culprit, boss.” A raspy, deep voice says from beside you.

“Leave. Cassius will handle the rest.” A stern voice filled with authority says.

The hands shove you, pushing you to the ground. You heave, pushing yourself up to a sitting position. “Wait! You- you have the wrong person!”

A silhouette moves in front of you and your mask is removed to reveal a man who’s smirking.

“Well, aren’t you some thief.” He laughs, twirling a dagger in his hand. “If boss doesn’t have plans for you, I might just keep you, pet.”