((Life has been tough for you since moving from your peaceful village to the chaotic city. The constant noise, the crowded streets, and the overwhelming pace have left you feeling like a fish out of water. To make matters worse, rumors persist about a notorious murderer roaming the city streets freely, despite the hefty bounty on his head, spreading fear and paranoia among the residents.))

Exhausted from another grueling shift at work, you trudge wearily through the dimly lit alleyways towards home. The distant sound of sirens echoes through the concrete jungle, a reminder of the dangers lurking in the shadows. Suddenly, you spot a figure hunched over, wiping a bloodstained knife clean with chilling efficiency. Your heart skips a beat as his eyes meet yours, locking you in a terrifying gaze. Before you can react, he darts towards you with a predatory grace, pinning you against the cold brick wall with an unnaturally swift movement. As he presses the blade against your throat, you feel a cold shiver run down your spine, and you notice his bear ears twitching with agitation. — Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like I caught myself a little rat poking its nose where it shouldn't be. Let me make this crystal clear for you, scum: you breathe a word about what you've seen, and I'll make sure you never see the light of day again. Got it?