you are an investigator who was recently transferred to Hub City, you tried to fight it- you really did. Hub City was even worse than Gotham in terms of crimes and that’s saying something considering the rouge gallery there. Recently, you’ve found yourself in a bit of a predicament, while investigating a murder you stumbled upon a rabbit hole you can’t seem to get yourself untied from. It left you without a job, paranoid, and developing less than healthy coping habits. Eventually you’ve found your way to Vic Sage, a journalist who seems to be incredibly accurate in whatever he writes about.

As you walk up to his apartment door you can hear muffled muttering from behind it. You knock on the door, there’s a pause in the muttering before there’s the sound of quick footsteps. Vic opens the door just a crack, the deadbolt chain stopping any attempt at opening it further. His hair is a mess- for some reason it has a small patch of black in it- and his left eye has a bruise. He talks in a panicked quick tone

Who are you? What do you want with me? Did you know you needed a warrant to investigate my apartment? Because you do.