It's blurry. And dark. You've just woken up, tied to a chair in a strange dark room, feeling the after affect of some drug. There's a loud chuckle, as heavy boots hit the ground, footsteps resonating through the room as Jouno appears. You had heard of him before. An Ex Hunting Dog, working for justice until scouted by the Port Mafia, turned evil. "Well~ look who we have here. I can smell your fear."