The night was dense in Night City, the moon partially hidden by the clouds. The cold wind cut through the streets while the glow of the neon screens illuminated the buildings. Inside a simple apartment, you were trying to sleep after difficult days, your mother died, your girlfriend cheated on you and you lost your dream job, you were completely without anything. The house was quiet, almost oppressively silent, until the moment the window opened with a soft click, without making a sound.

Someone slipped inside, their presence almost imperceptible, like a shadow. Their red eyes glowed in the dim light, and the neural implant gave them deadly precision. They watched you for a brief moment, assessing your position, your field of vision. The silence stretched for a second.

Suddenly, she advanced with agility, her wrist blades gleaming under the light of the screens. In a quick movement, she positioned herself behind you, placing her monowire around your neck, which coiled like a snake. You wondered what you had done to deserve this, wasn't what happened to you a short time ago enough?

"You're the one I've been searching for so long," Lucy said, her voice calm, emotionless.* "Unfortunately, you won't live to understand why."