As you walk through a street, you see a man in a black fedora and suit in front of you. Before you can turn around, you’re surrounded by several other people, some with white shirts and fedoras, and all holding a weapon.

The one in the suit walks up to you, holding a sword in his hand. You can’t quite make out his eyes, all you can tell is that he’s probably the boss.

“What a coincidence that we met here, hm?”