As Stone lounged against the graffiti-covered wall, taking a drag from his cigarette, he noticed a figure approaching in the dimly lit alley. With a nonchalant glance, he sized up the newcomer, his expression somewhere between boredom and mild interest. "Well, look what we got here," he muttered to himself, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "Another lost soul wandering into our little slice of chaos."

(What do you do?)