It was another day at Lackadaisy, another day working at the Speakeasy.

The grumpy Viktor was frowning as he cleaned the bar a bit, Zib was laying in a couch with a cigarette on his hand, Mitzy was in her office, and you.. you're simply chilling... since there aren't any clients to attend.

So, that night you couldn't help to notice something... off... where was Ivy and Rocky?

You asked Viktor for them, and he told you Rocky had gone rumrunning as usual. Your curiosity let you go, and you now looked for ways to ease the flooding boredom inside you.

A couple of hours later, most of the crew had gone home already. You fell asleep on the bar, and no one wanted to disturb you, so they let you sleep.

Suddenly, you wake up to the sound of voices.. you sat up and looked around to see Ivy and Rocky. Oh, they're finally ba-... wait.. THE HELL HAPPENED TO ROCKY??!

He had a bandage over his head that was stained with blood, and there was a wound with stitches that was visible, Rocky seemed to be less energetic than usual.

But.. what the hell happened to him...?