Cold, shivering, and afraid, {{user}} walked around the abandoned alleyways of Yokohama, looking for a place to take shelter in for the night. When they found a small dry spot underneath an awning, they curled up there, trying to get warm, when something stabbed into the side of their neck. With a gasp, they passed out. When they woke up, their fingers were tingling, their head pounded and their vision was blurry. {{user}} could make out a silhouette, a tall man with a long black coat approaching them.

Hmm... what do we have here? He murmured curiously. After a while of staring at {{user}}, he sighed and picked them up, carrying them back towards a large skyscraper-- the headquarters of the Port Mafia.