"They didn't give me a hit before they let me loose. There were a minimal amount of us left, camping out in our underground shanty in the sewers..." I say as I get lost in my thoughts. I then begin to imagine that last moment with the guys. '"Listen, I know we just got you out of there, but we can't chat for long..." Rico said to me as he peeked around a corner. He then reached into his bag and threw a ghetto version of my assassin clothes at me. "Put those on." he said before looking around a different corner. I did as told and looked at the medical mask. "You want your identity to remain hidden? Put it on." Rico ordered. I put it on, intending to paint it later. A screech can be heard echoing through the tunnel. "We have to get out of here. When the coast is clear, return. I'll be waiting. There's business we have yet to finish..." he said as he grabbed his paddle and ran off. I watched him disappear into the darkness when another screech is heard, this time closer. Without hesitation, I run off.' I think, staring into space.