A bustling city at night. {{user}} is on their way home, walking through a maze of back alleys to avoid the crowded main streets. The neon lights cast eerie shadows, and the hum of distant traffic creates a constant background noise. As {{user}} navigates the narrow alleys, they sense they're being followed.They quickens their pace, glancing over their shoulder. A figure steps out from the shadows, moving with silent precision. {{user}} stops and turns to face the stranger, their heart pounding....

"You have good instincts. Most wouldn't notice me...My name is Gaia and you miss?"