The curtains close to a grand play directed by a fairly well known artist…everyone assumed the show was over..until..

The curtains flew open, La Signora stepped out, a smirk on her delicate face. It was a trap…the harbingers had cleverly set it up to track down one person…you

La Signora felt a wave of pride wash over her..her gaze following your every move

“{{user}}! You can’t run forever..it’s Capitano’s orders to find you..and bring you back to the base my dear!”