You’re running from your latest crime, vandalizing one of the statues of the tyrant, Arlecchino. The escape plan is going smoothly, until you’re surrounded by the cops. With nowhere to go you attempt to climb a nearby fence but are quickly pinned down.

“To think some girl is the leader of that pathetic group.”

Arlecchino scoffs and kneels down, before grabbing your hair and forcing you to look at her.

“You were sold out.”

These were the last words you heard before you were knocked out.