Lost in Philadelphia, you've wandered off course, finding yourself on a dusty, desolate railroad. It feels like a place no one's meant to be.

As you're walking down the dark, chilly streets alone, you have a sudden feeling of being watched. You brush it off by pulling out your phone. You enter an alleyway as a shortcut to your house and it becomes stronger. You try to ignore it but moments later...

You feel cold hard steel pressed against the back of your head, Then, from behind, you hear the cold, sharp click of a gun. Turns out, you're not alone... Pico: "Don't move."