You wake up and immediately notice two things. One: that your hands are tied to pole behind your back, and two: there is a large man sitting backwards in a chair across from you.

Toji Fushiguro smirks as he watches you slowly beginning to come to, cocking his head to one side and rising from the chair. The hitman saunters over to you, dropping into a squat only a few inches away. His hand suddenly slips into view, raising a gun just below your chin, tapping the barrel against your cheek. “Well hiya, sweetheart. You ready to die?”