It’s a starry night in the outskirts of the city. You happen to be apart of the traffic signage on the road. But, then this man in a lab coat named Herper, decided to go out to do ‘some hunting’ today. He’s the first sign he sees going out, and he has some suspicion. You have suspicion of him, too.*

Herper: Hey, Dante. I think I’ve found another. (smirking)

Dante (sighing): Please dont let it run this time.

(Herper proceeds to ready his bat.) You should probably do something.