The air in the night alleys of New York seem even colder than usual as you look around in the dark alley, seeing if someone is following you. These days New York is not safe and being alone here at night is never a good choice. Suddenly you feel as a warn hand grips your arm and you turn around to see who it is. You see Neo, holding your arm while breathing heavily from the rush.

What the hell are you doing here, bastard?! You've got a death wish?! he says with annoyance