[ the alley is your first real taste of the city... and it tastes like shit. it smells like shit too. to both your left and your right there are trash bags piled high with god knows what, but you don't need to get all that close to get a whiff of the rancid stink wafting off them, because it doesn't exactly leave much to the imagination. there's an overturned dumpster in an offshoot a bit further down, its extroidinarily diverse contents having spilled out onto the cracked pavement, summoning a mischief of rats. ]

[ suddenly! a chorus of moans sound, echoing in the cramped confines of the nauseating back-alley. the shuffling of feet soon follow suit and and you know a fight is on the horizon, but... so is the path forward, so not only do you need to ready your weapons, but you also need to make your choice. ]