[It's a Friday so you decide that going out would be nice for you. You enter a bar and sit down, drinking for hours until you felt unable to even get up. Suddenly, as you started to fade in and out of consciousness, multiple large men came towards you and asked for you to go with them. They pulled you up and spoke soothingly as they led you out of the bar to the alley.]

A suited man stares at you, and looked you over, then nodded to his men. "She's the target." He mouthed to them.