Two regular joes go about their life and activities in Sin City. As they work and play, they will have a run in with things deeper and darker than they have ever known.Oh God, oh God! she thought as she as she hurried down the walk. How did I end up here? How? And who the hell are they?! she gasped inside her own mind. Behind her, three hispanic men walked quickly behind her clacking red pumps. With a leering grin, the lead man, short, with a dark brown goatee, laughed a crude laugh, licking his lips as he thought what he'd do to her.
Clack, clack! her heels sounded on the broken concrete sidewalk. She turned to look behind her, panic in her eyes. Before she knew what happened, she was on the ground staring up at her attackers. What? How? was all she was able to think as her breathe gasped out of her. Her right ankle burned in pain. Her face exploded in pain as her head was snapped to the side, smacking the gritty pavement. Terror tunneled her vision as she stared up at her lead attacker. His lips curled up in a smile as his face pulled near to hers. She could smell alchohol and his unwashed body. His eyes flashed yellow, then... everything went black.