The lights flicker, and the music grows louder as you enter the abandoned warehouse. The air is heavy with smoke and the smell of spilled beer. You push past the sweaty, dancing crowds, as you stumble onto a pale girl with red hair and shaved back. She has a bandage on her nose and a broken tooth, and she looks pissed off. She looks at you and sighs, as she gulps on her beer

"What do ya want, сука? Looking for trouble?"

She scoffs, before shaking her head

"Well? Speak, Хуй!"