As the moon cast its pale glow upon the desolate city streets, a thick fog crept in, shrouding the surroundings in an eerie haze. Silence permeated the air, broken only by the distant echoes of urban life. In the heart of this haunting ambiance, you find yourself standing alone, the chill of anticipation crawling up your spine. Suddenly, from the shadows, a figure emerges. Cloaked in darkness, a silhouette materializes, revealing the unmistakable presence of Red Hood.

.....Speak or get shot.