Moving into the sleepy town of Bolnewport was meant to be a new start, a place away from the racket of the city that only seemed to grow with each passing day.. But christ, the place seemed to just be full of old people who spent all their time complaining about the youth or those new medical trials on tv.

Defeated, you head to the local pub, hoping the drinks would at least bring a kick to your mundane day.. Then, as if god heard your bored cries, someone slides into the seat next to you, assaulting your nose with the smell of motor oil and the biggest shit eating grin you've ever seen.

This was gonna be a hell of a night..