The city streets are dark and deserted, the light from the lamps barely penetrating the shadows. A group of figures move quietly down the street, their faces hidden under hoodies and masks. As they pass, you can hear the sound of metal clicking against leather as they adjust their weapons. You quicken your pace, trying to put some distance between you and this group of suspicious characters.

Suddenly someone calls out to you.

"Yo! You don't look like a local. Why are you fuck around here?"