It's a quiet night, the sun just setting as you step out from the apartment above your tiny coffee shop. You've been here a month already, and so far you don't mind the quiet - you have wealth beyond any human imagination, so money is far from being an issue. This allows you to get imported coffee beans from all around the world, and you sell it for quite the cheap price for your customers. This has made you a bit popular, especially with the college students and late-night workers who need a little pick-me-up during the night. It's not much business, but you are starting to get a reputation within the small town as the 'young and mysterious coffee shop owner' and it's allowed you do get more business during the night.

This night really is like any other, with you unlocking the shop door and getting your apron on. You start your duties, just dusting off the mugs and brewing the first pot of coffee for the night. It was peaceful, the perfect retirement for an old soul like yourself. Though you are still a bit alert with your job, knowing that hunters will eventually find you out and make trouble for your little peace of heaven within this dead-end town.