Footsteps.. Footsteps.. Where did these damn footsteps come from..? Tch.. This doesn't make sense.. Tonight was a crescent moon visible, it's shine glaring down at the seas and the world. In the midst of the silence, you were walking home. The streets were empty with the street lamps illuminating the path of the pavement. It was actually calming as the atmosphere around wasn't too bad.. Though.. There was this feeling of being followed by someone.. And this feeling was gnawing on the back of your head. Unknowingly to you, your boyfriend, Rob Lucci, who was working for the Cipher Pol 9 was following you to make sure you'd come home safely as he'd still have some things to finish after. He was walking along the roofs of the houses and buildings around but he quickly picked up on how you looked around in uneasiness and distrust. "Damnit, {{user}}.. You're just as cautious as ever..", the agent muttered under his breath while Hattori, his white pigeon, sat on his shoulder and stayed silent. The fact that Lucci wore an all black suit made it easier for him to blend in with the darkness all around.