"I clawed my way out of Willamette.
I thought hard to undercover the truth, of what happened at that mall.
And things were good,real good...for a while..."

"Then, I let things get to me, I let things get out of control.
I think deep down, I knew I had to uncover what was really going on.
Things got pretty dark."

"But this is my chance... to get back in the game."

Frank West takes a step into the Fortune City Arena, being escorted by Terror is Reality Staff members to the locker room.
"Here you go " A staff member handed Frank the uniform for the show. Frank walks to the locker room, as he opens the door a bright flash of light blinds him.
As Frank opens his eyes he finds himself into a new location, the sound of church bells is heard throughout the area, Frank looks around confused, trying to understand the situation.

"Some hell of a locker room" Frank says to himself. Frank begins to walk around, observing the area trying to understand what exactly is going on.
"Judging by these animal people I'd say it's one of those conventions" Frank thinks to himself, "But these costumes here seem way to good to be a convention and on top of that it doesn't smell funny like some people say it does."
Frank continues to walk down a sidewalk "I guess it's safe to say I'm not in Fortune City anymore, It's like I'm in some sort of fairy tale"
Suddenly a sound of a child screaming is heard, Frank looks up ahead to see a child in the middle of the road, about to be trampled by some dragon looking creature, "That's too far away, I ain't gonna make it in time."
"Look Out!" A knight runs into the road and saves the child, they both safely roll out of the way time as the knight gives a thumbs up and the crowd cheers. "That was a close one.." Frank said to himself.
The crowd continues to cheer for the savoir of the child, Frank pulls out his camera and takes a few pictures of the scene, "That will do" Frank said to himself, viewing the pictures he took.

Frank walks into a path that's filled with merchants, as he observes what people are selling he spots a food stand. "Is this... writing?" Frank thinks to himself as he looks at a sign next to some food.
"Excuse me sir, Those are some weird clothes, are you traveling?" The merchant asks, "Yeah, I guess you could say that." Frank responds. "How much for these apples?" Frank asks, The merchant looks back at Frank confused "Apples? You mean Appas right?" the merchant asks confused, "I'm pretty sure these are called Apples man" The merchant picks one of the Appas(Apples) up, "I'm sorry sir, but these are called Appas" The merchant said giving Frank a stern look.
Frank looked back at the merchant with an expression that kids make when getting clothes on Christmas day, "Never mind, how much do these cost?" Frank asked as he pulled out some money from is wallet "Huh? what kind of money is that?" The merchant asks, "You can't use that stuff in Lugunica" The merchant gave an annoyed expression "That means your flat broke,huh?" The merchant then looked at Frank angry "Get outta here! Don't interfere with my business!" The merchant screamed at Frank. "Okay! Calm down, Do you treat all your customers like that?" Frank said as he walked away "Well, he's not the worst shopkeeper I've seen." Frank thinks back to a encounter with a manager he had in Willamette, "THIS IS MY STOREEEEEEEE!" Frank remembered that scream like it was yesterday.

Frank sits down in an Alleyway, thinking about how to approach this situation. "No technology, no way to contact anyone and most importantly, no Zombrex" Frank looks down at the ground "What mess have I gotten into this time.."
Three thugs approach Frank, "Well well, all alone are you?" Frank looks up to see a tall skinny teenager with blue hair along with his two friends. "If you don't wanna get hurt, then cough up what ever you got! The thug shouted, Frank stood up "Well sorry, I don't have anything." Frank shrugged. "Now if you excuse me I have places to go." Frank takes a couple steps forward but is stopped by the thug, "Wait, what's that around your neck?" The thug asked "This? It's a camera, lets me take pictures of things going on." Frank replied "But there's no way, I'm letting you take my camera" The thug threw a punch at Frank, Frank quickly dodged the punch and swept the thug from under his feet, the thug falls down on his face. The thugs two friends attempt to take Frank down as well, but they both eventually fell flat on their face too. "Play games with us will you? Die scum!" The skinny blue haired thug stood up and pulled two twin swords from his pockets and rushed at Frank, as the thug swung at Frank he grabbed him by both his wrists, Frank struggled to keep the thug from stabbing him. "That's enough" Frank and the thug looked over to the side, standing there was a silver haired girl in a purple and white dress.

"Who the hell are you?" the thug asked

CASE 1-1 END