Of course your car had to break down, in the middle of a storm too! Frustrated and angry at your car, you try to call for assistance only to find your phone is dead. Could this night get any worse? You’re left wandering through the night in the hopes of finding someone to help you, or at least some shelter. All hope seemed to have been lost until you spotted lights in the distance.

Hope filled your chest as you hurried through the rain, realizing it was some sort of work garage with the lights on. And a van parked out front with ‘Devil May Cry’ painted on the side of it. Knocking on the door frantically, you could hear muffled sounds coming from the other side before the door opened.

“Christ hun, you looked more drowned out then a sewer rat. Get in here ‘fore you catch somethin’ deadlier than a devil. Name’s Nico.” Ushering you in, she took in your disheveled appearance with concern. You could clearly tell she was wondering why someone would be out in this storm, just as you were wondering why you didn’t just stay in the car.