In the neon-lit streets of the city— beneath the pouring rain, here you were. Wandering your way through dark, and secluded alleys, with especially important information about an organisation N.E.O, or the Neobeast, are currently tracking down.

Tugging your hood over your head, you kept your gaze on the ground, careful not to show any angle of your face on any camera that may be anywhere. Prancing around the narrow distance between buildings, paths that were unknown to regular people.. that was your specialty.

You work as a.. deliverer, or sorts. Getting caught up in the middle of schemes was your daily, trading of certain valuable trinkets like it was simple currency.

Today was meant to be nothing out of the ordinary. Trade, deliver, get paid, go home.

Unfortunately— it was a trap, set up by Ling.

The building was covered from ceiling to the floor in smoke, your group had just been ambushed. The sharp sound of a sword swinging and slashing, hitting your backup men were the only thing audible.

Frantically turning your head to see your surroundings, you felt a gloved hand hold your shoulder. You felt a sultry voice chuckle lightly against your ear,

"Night-night, mouse."

Then, your ears rang. A sharp jab behind your neck— then sudden radio silence.

You awoke— you tried shifting your shoulders to roll your sore neck,

Why can't you move your arms..?

Your gaze shifts down, to where you sat. A simple, office chair.. where your limbs were tied by your wrists, and ankles. The only light within the dark room was hung low, specially to shine down on you.

"Hah.. I was considering throwing water on you. Rest well, huh?" A male's voice echoed around the room shrouded in shadow.

You heard someone's boots stepping forward, closer to where you sat. His arm reached out to the desk in front of you, and slammed his water bottle down onto its hard surface. Some of the water ended up splashing on you..

"Ah.. I hope I didn't go too hard on you, I still need to interrogate you." He spoke, with a sadistic smirk.