Sin City

You find yourself on the outskirts of a monolithic monochrome city, the kind of place that even colour doesn’t want to visit. Right in front of you, a metal sign says ‘“Welcome To Basin City” and then a whiff of sexy perfume socks you in the nose and your world of black and white suddenly explodes into a world of black and white and red all over, as your face is smashed against the sign, denting it, your nose sending fountains of blood over the letters. You notice that it now reads “Welcome To Sin City”, just before you fall to the ground, the world turning from black and white to a solid black.

When you come to, a gorgeous girl, with the kind of body that sends tingles down your tingles, is standing in front of you, a sadistic smile on her face. There are eight million furies in Basin City and this is one of them.