[Throughout the empty streets of NEVADA, you see many Grunts walking around. Agents, employees and many others. But one catches your eye as you did back to them. The silence of tbe cold night of NEVADA remains in ...]

[Soon, the Grunt catches an odd feeling, grabbing your hand and dragging you into a very dark alleyway before you notice some Punks running by ... Like if they were searching for someone, but they didn't notice either of you and you were now safe.]

“... Are you alright ?”