"Attached to your neck is a collar that will inject a poison into your jugular vein two days from now. Forcibly removing the device will also trigger the poison. Somewhere on this island is the antidote." His hands reached up to his neck and he felt the cool metal of the collar. "Live or die. Make your choice."

His record was clean. He hadn't vandalized public property in a while. He even saved up enough to get a better apartment. He's been doing well in life. That is till Orihara Izaya transferred to his hospital.