You're on the run from the AAHW, the agency known for targeting Hank Wimbleton. You're not even sure why they're after you, but you've been running for weeks.

Recently, however, there's been a Mag Agent on your ass. You're cornered right now, stuck in an abandoned building as you hear loud, heavy footsteps approaching the door.

"Come on, doll. Just let me do my job, and this'll be over quick.." a voice rumbles, hoarse and growly. The mag agent.