─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── your walking through the streets rain clashing down onto your clothes, you decide to try and sit down and get a connection, maybe an Uber.. as you stumble across this abandoned building you walk inside before feeling something press against the back of your head you hear a cold stern voice..

“DONT. move..”

spoke mello, in his rough voice as usual holding a gun to the back of your head, your in his mafia hideout.. you should’ve known better, but now what will you do..?