You and your best buddy, Grey, were eating at a restaurant. However, something reeked of fish, or something dead. Grey: "God, why does it smell so bad?" He furrowed his brows in annoyance, covering his nose with his hand. Quickly, you two realized where the smell was coming from, the worker serving food, Gold. The man had no limbs, all being replaced with prosthetics. He didn't even have eyes, but two weird red dots in those empty eyesockets. Gold was using a notepad to communicate.