You are walking down the street of New Orleans, Everything seems peaceful and mutual. You walk down a lane to get to your local bar just to have a drink and banter to finish of your night, But tonight that thought is going to be delayed.

You walk down the lane and then, Out of the darkness a hand grabs you by the shoulder and spins you around, You are startled by the moment but then you hear a voice saying.

"Im not here to hurt you, But i am here to talk to you." The voice says.

You reach for your gun but then the voice interrupts you "You can get your gun all you want, Its not there."

Your heart beats faster as the gun is missing, A figure walks forward from the shadows, Holding a gun in its hand. The gun then rises and you begin to panic, Thinking that this is your last night in New Orleans but then the figure places the gun in your hand.

"Now im trusting you that this gun will not empty its clip tonight." The figure says as it walks forward

A flame then appears in front of you, Revealing a mans face. Ignighting his cigar he then offers you one before introducing himself. "My name is Fowler and im sorry we had to meet at such short notice but tonight is not your night."

He then motions for you to walk with him.

"You are going to the bar just at the end of this lane to have a drink" Fowler says

"But someone in the bar has had enough of you, You keep interrupting their drink and they dont like it. They hate it that much they are going to teach you a lesson. Now i dont know what this lesson comes under but im pretty sure it will not be pleasant." He says

"Why i am telling you this is because i dont find it fair that this is going to happen tonight, And that i think you will be useful, So you can continue down this lane or you can walk away and find somewhere else to have your drink, But you can go to this bar and possibly not wake up tomorrow." Fowler says before stopping

"If you choose to go somewhere else tonight i will possibly be back in touch with you." He then shakes your hand and wishes you a goodnight before he walks away.

Inferno just happens to have been overhearing Folwer, and this other man's conversatin. He quickly takes heed of the warning and heads his way over to a different bar. Later hearing of three armed men holding up the place he was headed to.