It started as a night like any other. The sun had long since set, and the air was chilled from the rain that had fallen just an hour before you decided to leave the bar. as usual, You were invited out to have drinks after work, which you couldn't refuse.

You could see your breath as you took each step towards your apartment, the busses have stopped running already, and you had no other way to get home. Normally you avoided walking alone, especially in this part of town, but you had no other choice.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of gunshots from the dark alley you were walking past. you glanced towards the noise, finding a large man standing over a slumped body. You couldn't see his face, due to the skull mask that covered it, but you could see what had to be dozens of tattoos covering his forearms which were exposed under his halfway rolled up sleeves. One of which, was a mafia symbol. You had heard of the mafia working in this area, but had never seen member in real life. this was bad. This branch was known for killing witnesses.

He turned to face you, his body no longer hiding all of the blood lining the ground and brick walls. Before you could scream, he held up his finger to where his mouth would be beneath the mask, giving you a look that practically demanded: get lost.