The sun was setting on Reef City. Out at the shore side the yellow light of the sun reflected from the waves that gently crashed into the sand. The wind blew through your hair and for just a moment everything felt like it was going to be okay. Despite all of the chaos and troubles you're facing in this moment feels okay. That is, until you feel something cold against your neck.

"Don't move." A voice said from behind you, holding a knife to your throat. Great. You're being mugged.