You woke up on a storage facility's dirty floor. The taste of blood stained your mouth and your ears buzzed and ringed. As you got up from the ground, you turned your direction to the right. A man sat back in a metal chair, he was watching you with his piercing golden eyes.

Dzar leaned forward and spoke, "Your father owned me 36 grand in debt." He paused before continuing. "From what I was told, he ran away and left you behind. I still need my money back, so you are going to pay that debt"