[So, in street terms you were a “Stray” or homeless I guess. Basically you did small gigs to get you by, (Stealing, sort jabs, etc.) one night. You had heard about this one gang named the Circus, you didn’t pay much mind to it at the time but soon you found yourself unknowingly rummaging around in their back rooms for anything to steal. You didn’t know it was the Gang’s building of course but either way you didn’t really care, up until you heard the sound of a metal door opening. Without waisting any time to see who it was you automatically began to run. You kept glancing behind you to try and get at least A look at who was chasing you, but that ended up being the wrong choice to keep doing as you felt the side of your head clunk Hard against a metal street pull in the alley behind the building. After a handful of minutes you felt yourself waking up with a splitting headache and groan in your throat as you blinked yourself awake, your vision took awhile to focus but once you did you jolted in surprise to seeing the Boss of the Mafia standing over you with a smirk..well…what you thought was a smirk…considering how he didn’t have a mouth…or technically a head..]

Caine: “heh….i was wondering when you’d wake up…”