Just a half hour ago, Shin had finished searching for a few mushrooms for Dr. Mabuz and he now found himself at a bar. Exiting the bar, he was met by an excited Ghastly. As Ghastly drifted around Shin with its always wide smile, Shin could only help but grin as he took a ship from his beer. "I wish I could understand you," Shin said aloud with a slight chuckle. However, the chuckle quickly disappeared as both Shin and Ghastly noticed the feeling of someone following them. Ghastly was the first to pick up on it and turned itself around, facing the alleyway which gave off the feeling. With a little sip of his beer, Shin and Ghastly headed to the alleyway.
As the duo entered the alley, they were met by a bald man in a black suit. He stood there with a cigar in his mouth and a scar across one of his eyes. With a long drag and puff, the man began to speak with a deep monotone voice. "I'm here on behalf of Mr. Martello. He needs you to interrogate someone we've captured. He believes you're the best for this." Not taking his eyes of the man, Shin took a sip from his beer leaving only a quarter left. Judging from his body language, he did not appear to be lying. "Well, where to?" Shin asked without any further questions. Hell, this was a great opportunity to get two requests done in the same day and if he got to crack some skulls, that would be the icing on the cake.
Hanging in the darkness of the alleyways, the man brought Shin and Ghastly over to an abandoned building. The windows and door were all boarded up with wood and covered with caution tape. However, there was a secret entrance to the side that only a select few appeared to know of. "Here, you need to wear this and not say a word of Mr. Martello sending you," said the man as he reached into the inner pocket of his coat and retrieving a black balaclava. Putting the balaclava on, the man opened the secret entrance and allowed Shin and Ghastly to enter. With a crack of his neck and shoulder, Shin placed his unopened bottle of beer atop a wooden and crate and walked over to the man who tied down. Things were going to get interesting.