You hear light tapping on your bedroom window. Intrigued, you put on your dressing gown and walk hesitantly towards it. You part the curtains and your heart leaps when you realize that it's Zorro, the great masked vigilante, defender of Los Angeles who is in front of you, behind this glass. At this time it's raining outside, and Zorro seems to want you to open the window to him, it seems rather important.