Of course, your little robbery mission had been a bust. Just when you had those diamond necklaces in your clutches did an alarm blare out alerting authorities of your thievery. Now, with the police at your trail, your already crappy life was only getting worse.

Swiftly curving and zooming past others, your pursuers faded into the distance, finally getting them off your trail. Finding sanctuary in a nearby alleyway, you took a moment to regain your breath. But you weren't alone; the sound of chewing and audible crunching resonated through the empty alleyway.

Foolishly approaching the noise, you're able to find a woman crouching down with a severed arm in her grasp. Chunks of it ripped and bitten off. And when she had noticed another's presence, she turned towards you, her eyes inhumane with black slits for pupils and an unnatural white hue for her irises. “Pardon me, you've caught me at the worst of times, my dear…” She muttered, tossing her previous meal aside, now standing looking straight at you.