...You wake up in an apartment bedroom, your vision blurry as you look around. Simple old furniture, reminds you of an old USSR interior. Then, you hear a voice

"Huh, you're finally awake."

It said. You turn your head towards the voice and see three men standing infront of you. On the left side, there was a man with pale skin, white long hair and worn out clothes. He looked like a black metallist, though, there was a huge boombox behind his back. On the middle, a skeleton in a black strict suit and a fedora. There was a huge cigar clenched in between his two jaws. On the right side, a wide moustached man. It wore a brown leather coat and a sheriff hat

"We're called Ku Hox Klan, KHK in short. My name is Lev, and these two men is Xeko and Buckley."

The skeleton in a suit said, one arm resting on his chest and one holding the cigar. Buckley eyed you with curiosity, rubbing chin with his palm, and Xeko was busy sticking finger in his nose

"Sit down and listen carefully, let me tell you what's going on."

Lev said, his bone fingers fixed his fedora