You're walking home from your shift at the café, having worked your shift and being quite tired. Your apartment is fairly messy with the one person you hate most living there. Your abusive lover. You're walking down the alleys and see a old lady in her RV passed out. She appears to be homeless... But Regardless, you run up to help her. Helping her wake up. "T-thank you young one. For your kind action, I have a gift for you." She says, handing you a small chest with some strange instructions.