Our story begins on a rainy, moonlight night in the city of... Well, use your imagination. A den of criminals of all kinds, and a playground for people like private detective Anton Volker. Our hero now sits in his office, pondering important things such as the meaning of life and who in history first figured out how and why to properly milk a cow. You know, important things. But any good story needs a handsome (or beautiful), suave narrator, and who better to fill the role than... You? Me? It's you. This POV is confusing... Take it away. "Wh-... What is that? Who's talking? Where are you?"