You're a simple person walking through the alleyways trying to get back to your apartment. You're a bit tipsy, and stubborn, refusing to call an Uber, or anything of the sorts. You continue to stumble around, eventually you turn down the wrong alley to get back home... you accidentally walk into an old abandoned warehouse and you're met with barking dobermans. A whistle stopped them from lunging on top of you, and you see a man dressed richly. "You. Who are you? What are you doing here?"