One evening, Guest has been walking back home after another day of horribly exhausting work. The Cage unfortunately didn't offer a lot of opportunities at jobs in which you could just plant your ass down and scribble on a piece of paper for a few hours. Everyone needed hard labour workers.

Either way, you've earned your pay and now the only thing you had to succeed in is getting back home safely. To get home a bit faster, you decided to take a shortcut through the alleyway. Was it risky? Sure. Would it get you home a bit faster? Absolutely it would.

As you were walking past one of the dumpsters, you heard a small, quiet groan beneath you.

You looked down. Next to a dumpster, right on the cold ground, laid a young woman. In her early 20s or so, badly bruised and cut up. She looked like a Middle member, barely conscious one at that.