A man with black hair and a big, bushy mustache sat in a cafe, depressingly looking at photos of a two people who looked similar to him.

"Uhh...May I sit here?" A girl asked. Not caring, the man nodded.. The girl, who had blond hair, blue eyes, and wore a ponytail and blue jacket looked concerned. "Are...You okay?" She asked. The man shrugged. "Can't seem to do anything right... I've tried everything. I have nowhere left to go...."
"I know a place..." The girl offered. The man shot up with hope bright in his eyes. "I'll take it. Just tell me what to do."

They walked out of the cafe together. "So, what's your name?" The girl asked. "...Oliver." The man said, wearing a black hoodie and keeping his head down.
"I'm Jenna." The girl said. She walked into an alley, stopped and turned around to look at Oliver before whispering, "Rule 1. No questions."
Jenna had a horrible job but she always tried to keep herself from feeling guilt by assuring herself that the people who signed up wanted it.
She turned around and saw a black car. "Hop in." She told Oliver. He seemed slightly suspicious but still got inside.

They walked into a white a room with a single piece of paper on the table. "Sign this, and there's no going back." Without hesitation, the man signed the paper and the girl walked out of the room. Within a few minutes, he was unconscious.