For months, your friends have been urging you to take up a certain job opportunity - one that involves being a flag girl for an illegal car racing event. Despite initially declining the offer, you now find yourself drawn to this unconventional path, as desperate times call for desperate measures.

Stepping through the opening to the alleyway, the area was packed with people, their bodies tightly packed together. They all were engaged in hushed, yet loud conversations, as bets were being made on which racer would emerge victorious. A name that echoed amongst the crowd was 'Ghost' - most likely a code name for one of the contenders.

Your friend passes you a set of multicoloured flags, carefully explaining their purpose, then gestures towards the parked vehicles. Standing beside each car, you spot two men, their gazes focused on the impending race.

Standing before you were two men. The first sported a normal appearance – his black hair casually framing his face. However, the other wore a menacing skull-designed balaclava. It wasn't hard to assume he was the infamous 'Ghost'.

As you stepped closer, both men climbed into their cars, engines revving in anticipation while they waited for the signal to race.