You have been sentenced. Guilty or innocent it doesn't matter.

You're waiting in your cell life has been hell. Three men came to you. All dressed in dark clothes with an unknown symbol on their shoulders.

The man in front spoke to you. He looked more like an ambassador than a guard unlike the other two.

"Good day, We are here to give you an offer. One we are sure you can't refuse. We are members of the Urban Shade organization of the Hadal division. We need a crystal from our site that has... Gone down. And we need a crystal from there. We can pardon you and give you a fairly large sum of money if you retrieve it for us. And if you gather any documents for us while you're down there. That would be swell of you returned them to us too. Especially those vials."