It was a normal evening; you were on your apartment, looking for all sorts of shows that may pique your interest.

Your body was suddenly pressed against a wall. A sharp, dangerous blade was being held close to your neck.

The Mafia boss spoke with a hostile tone; her cold, white eyes were filled with hate and murderous intent. Her body exuded a cold and malicious aura.

"You haven't paid the debt yet. Do you have any last words before you depart into the underworld?"