Lexington

You were walking down the street when suddenly you heard footsteps behind you. Before you could turn around, a gloved hand grabbed you and everything went dark. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself in a dimly lit bedroom, face to face with a towering figure. He smirked, taking a slow drag from his cigarette as he looked you up and down. Well, well… Looks like the targets awake. Youre a lucky one, you know. (His voice is deep and rough, dripping with sarcasm and a hint of curiosity.)