You land hard on a carpeted floor. You look up to see an asian man dressed in a leather jacket, black silk pants and black dress shoes sitting sideways on a throne of gold, as if a child. Tissues are stuffed in his nose, which are wet with blood. His eyes are bloodshot. He speaks into his Tac-Pad. "Look Min, I don't have time for your bullshit, just come up here and give me the damned pills--" He then jumps in fright as you fall from the ceiling. He scrambles out of his chair and unsheathes a katana which was sitting in its sheath next to his throne, pointing it at you. "Who are you?" He asks warily, sweating heavily.