<b>Dark_Times</b><br/><br/>The quiet of today seemed serene, peaceful, with only few gunshots ringing out in the air. This serenity was then interrupted by two bloodstained, well-dressed men kicking in your door, lugging with them an old, overweight man, his torso drenched in blood.<br/><br/>Even though this caught you by surprise, you could already tell that the overweight man was suffering from a bullet wound in his upper torso, which was turning his hundred-dollar suit a dark crimson.<br/><br/>"Someone tried to assassinate the boss! Ya' gotta' help us!" One of the men said as he and his friend dragged their wounded friend toward you.