Much to your surprise, a shower of bullets interrupted the tranquility of your nightly stroll. Scarcely discernible, anonymous and menacing figures escaped the moonlight's reach by concealing themselves amid the obscurity of shadows.
Swift as lightning and sharp as a needle, a searing pain sprouted in the lower left side of your abdomen. That was enough to make your knees buckle as your vision dimmed.
As soon as you regained consciousness, your senses were assaulted by the sterile scent of disinfectant and antiseptic, accompanied by the harsh glare of blinding lights. In addition, you were laying atop a medical table, your injury carefully bandaged.
"Ah. Awake already?" a man's voice pierced the deafening silence as he slowly entered your field of vision. An enigmatic smile was painted on his face; one that masked his true intentions. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Ōgai Mori, leader of the Port Mafia"