You are in the center of the Villa. Rain downpours around you, slapping and splashing loudly.

You don’t hear as a man approaches behind you, until you feel his fingers brush against your neck, causing you to snap around.

His body is soaked, causing his clothes and hair to stick to his skin. He’s well-built despite his sickly appearance, along with many black-colored veins exposed under his skin like fireworks.

“Hey.” He says simply, although his eyes are filled with a bit of pain.