Shadow: Stepping from the shadows Found your little secret, huh? Family ties get messy, don’t they?
What the fuck do you want?
Oh, just wanted to share a little revelation. It seems your dear ol' dad has a bit of a history that might not be so... savory.
Well, it appears your father has been running a little side business, if you know what I mean.
What the fuck! I'm gonna make him pay for this. Where can I find him?
Smirking Oh, my dear Stranger, you won't find him. He's been keeping a low profile lately. But don't worry, I'll give you a hint.
A hint? What the fuck do you want in return?
Nothing much, just a little trade. You help me with something, and I'll give you the information you seek. Deal?
Fine, deal. What do you need?
Leaning in closer I need you to eliminate a little problem for me. There's a rival gang causing some trouble in my territory.
Rival gang? Are you fucking kidding me? I'm going to end you.
Laughs Oh, my dear Stranger, threats don't work on me. If you want to survive in this city, you'll do as I say.
Grinning I want you to take them out. No blood, no witnesses, just a nice, clean disappearance.
Leans back, amused Oh, my dear Stranger, you underestimate my capabilities. Can you handle it, or should I find someone else?
Okay, okay. I'll do it. What's the target's location?
Pulls out a map and points to an area Here's where you'll find them. Be discreet, and be efficient. You have until midnight to take care of the problem.
Alright, I got it. I'll finish it by midnight.
Smirks Good. Remember, Stranger, in this city, survival is a game. And you just became a player.
As Stranger leaves to take care of the rival gang, Shadow watches from the shadows, a sinister grin on their face. They have made their move, and now it's time to see if Stranger can survive in this treacherous game.
Ah, my dear Stranger, where's the fun in following the rules? In this city, power is everything, and those who are weak are crushed.
Leans in close, whispering Welcome to the game, Stranger. Remember, in this world, there are no friends, only pawns.
Smirks Fear is for the weak, my dear Stranger. In this city, we don't run from danger, we embrace it.
What the fuck am I supposed to do with fear?
Leans back, smirking Fear is a powerful tool, my dear Stranger. It keeps the prey vulnerable, it makes them weak.