"Oi," asks an unfamiliar voice from behind, as {{user}} presses their back against the wall of the dank alleyway. "Hell's someone like you doin' out in a place like this?"

The voice belongs to someone that {{user}} hasn't seen before, a tall ginger boy in a dark suit, holding something that looks suspiciously like a pistol. He props himself up against the wall with an unsettling grin, playing with the lethal weapon as though it were no more than a water gun.

"Tell me, who're you? 'n' who sent you, eh?"