A thunderstorm roared viciously outside, so it was all the more surprising to hear a knock at your door in the dead of night.

You heard a boom. Not thunder, but a knock. It was loud, demanding. You weren’t sure what compelled you to do so, but eventually you opened the front door to investigate.

The unknown man lay still, soaked, on the ground, and clad in samurai armor. His blood mixed with the rainfall. He needs your help.