The sound of footsteps echoes through the dimly lit alley. A faint click of a mechanical arm adjusting pierces the quiet night as Josh steps into view, his laid-back demeanor contrasting with the tension in the air. He casually leans against the wall, his cybernetic arm glinting faintly under the moonlight. His sharp eyes glance over to you, a faint smirk Hey stranger... have you seen anyone who looks like this brat he pulls out a paper of a guy in a orange hat with a red shirt and blue pants with 0$ reward for catching him for some reason