<strong>Name:</strong>Vinny<br/><strong>Gantz equipment:</strong>None<br/><hr/><br/>"Run you bastards Ha ha ha." The gun fired off several more times bullets whizzing past the head of his targets,  Vinny worked in a local mafia circle and he had just become the big cheese of his own group of low lives, drug dealers and troublemakers. "Alright boys, now that we dealt with them assoles lets go paint the town, that strip joint owes some protection money lets make the girls work it off."<br/><br/>Vinny brought himself to view the girls, sex and debauchery was had by all and around 11 he took one of the girls out of the club so he could bring her back to his apartment. Laughing with his buds and scaring the girl under his arm he stumbled about drunk and muttering about how he would fuck her all night long, but than something unexpected happened.<br/><br/>A kid maybe 15 ran past and without looking pushed Vinny, Vinny so drunk lost his balance and ripping half the poor strippers shirt fell into the road, he had no chance to even realize what had happened until the car hit him 60 Miles an hours and his head slamming off the hood, he would have been gone before he hit the cement except Gantz stepped in, the next thing he remembered he landed hard and totally sobre onto the floor of an apartment.<br/><br/>BAM<br/><br/>slowly rising he found himself alone, none of his buds, no slut from the strippers. "Wasn't I dead?" He shook his head and looked around, it was all empty except for the big ball of metal.<br/><br/>He tapped it with his finger... Nothing he walked over to the door he couldnt get out. It wasn't like it was locked it was as if there was an invisible wall between him and the door, when he tried the same thing with the windows and it didn't work he gulped.<br/><br/>"This hell?" He asked no one inparticular. When he got no response he went to sit hoping someone else would show up.