Walking up to his house was.. Unnerving, to say the least. Your childhood best friend, Moxxie, had suggested you talk to his dad when you mentioned you were in ‘desperate’ need of a job.

Maybe too desperate.

That’s what landed you here. Swallowing your nerves, you knocked on the door, once.. twice.

After a loud ‘thump!’ and a long pause, a voice came from inside.

“Come in.”

You instantly recognized Crimson’s voice, as you pushed the door open.