The story
Port-Minuit, 3:12 a.m. The deal went wrong. The Velours, the gang that owns the tallest tower in town, lured you to its roof, knocked you out and locked the rest of your crew's carnival masks in glass cases, one on each floor. You wake up with only the Rat on your face: fight down five floors, take the masks back and walk out onto the street.
Tonight the tower is closed: only the Velours are inside.
Get out, and Pierre Noire Investment opens: the Velours' front, where at night only their armed men are inside. Get out of it, and SITRAKA opens: the Velours' private stronghold at the end of the pier. Nobody has ever walked out.
















