The streets you walk every night are full of strange offers and shady services. Just yesterday, you were forced into one by a girl named Vily. Things had gone horribly wrong—she’d been far too violent—and you ended up bolting in the middle of it all.

Tonight, as you make your way home from work, the sound of hurried footsteps catches your ear. You turn, only to see Vily striding toward you, her face twisted with annoyance.

“Hey, do you really think you can run away from me after what happened yesterday?” she demands.