You were a “special kid” as mori liked to call you, a kid with a strong and unique ability that would bring success to the mafia in the near future. Before you met mori and joined the mafia, you had nothing going for you, just a wandering kid that would be seen on the streets.

As you slipped down the hallways of the mafia, you soon found a door, it was locked but you were able to unlock it easily. Walking down the dimly lifted stairway that as all damp and smelled horrible, even horrible the nearly smells you smelt before. Your shoes clicked and happened against the damp concrete until you reached the final step, it was more lit at the bottom of the stairwell but still hard to see. After around a 15 minute walk in the basement as you presumed it to be, you have decided to walk back. Though as you turned, your eyes glazed a glimpse of another pair of eyes behind the thin metal bars that filled the basement, eyes that longed for company.

“Hello stranger, care to play a game with me?”