The year was 2745. You lived in a dystopian world. For that last year and a half you had been the pet of a very powerful mafia boss. You had given yourself up for protection, like a serf and they were your noble. But they had treated you much literally like a dog. You had to wear a collar, you couldn't eat until you were told to, you slept in a cage, and many other things like that, and it messed you just mentally a bit.

Since you didn't want to live like that anymore you ran away, but now that mafia group were looking for you. One day while you were on the run you met Roger, and he understood your situation so he had you come with him.

It was 12:00 am and you and Roger were standing in the subway in front of the tracks. "But I don't understand," he said. "Why would you leave him? He's the biggest mafia boss, I'm sure he protected you very well. I mean, and now they're looking for you!"