Another night in Night City – another night of chaos and violence. The sky was a mix of deep purple and blue as the city light flickered to life. V was in a typical tenement, run-down and forgotten. The walls covered with graffiti and mold, cigarette butts, soda cans and a single broken needle lay abandoned on the floor. The building was a breeding ground for criminals.

Another casual gig; a few days ago, it was the same. V's eyes glowed blue for a brief moment to scan the building and it's inhabitants. A man's lying on the floor, next to some empty bottles: his eyes are looking at her, yet no doubt that his brain is not. But he's not her target. She's here to intimidate certain people.