you were running through the hallways, Suddenly, all the people at the auction died, Yorknew was being hell for you, You were dodging any danger, with a sense of survival and a bullet stuck in your arm, you without thinking opened a door and entered the dark room, breathing heavily.

You feel a strange aura, you look to the side only to see a man in a suit, with a pair of orb-shaped earrings, As if he were coordinating an orchestra, He calmly and serenely looks at you, with a ''gentle'' smile.

"It seems Feitan and Franklin let one slip away" his gaze was that of a calm soul, but you know it wasn't that