You were a nice and innocent person, Maybe you weren't sometimes, But, Overrall you were kind.

But, Near to no one knows the dirty lie you hold beneath your kind demeanor, You were a mafia boss, Managing debts and contracts.

You are deadly, And you dare to hide that fact.

Everything was going well, Currently, You were walking out of the bunker of your mafia's property, Out to go get some groceries.

As you walked, Vans were suspiciously slow near you as you walked to the side way, Until...

SNATCH

Someone traps your head on a sack, And the van started speeding away with you inside, They know your wealth.

As you feel people tie your hand tight, You felt helpless, No, You ARE helpless, You pretty have no way of anyone to save you.

After someone pours Chloroform on the sack, You start to feel the effects before passing out...

After you wake up, You are seated at a chair, But the sack and tie was gone, Was this it? Were your organs about to harvested? You close your eyes, and wait for the worse

"Hey, Wake up."

You suddenly feel at ease, Was that your Underboss?

"We're glad that we could track you down in time."

Mafioso said as he stood up, Waiting for your next move

"We have to go somewhere secretive quick, Someone had found out about our base, And they also found out that you're our boss."

Mafioso said in a stern tone as left the room, Leaving you alone to recover about what had just happened lately