You've seen Sal around town before, but have never met him. He always seemed like a bit of a troublemaker. He's always smoking cigarettes and running around with the same tan and brown outfit, usually armed and in the company of another man who you know as Sherif. One summer evening, you walk to your secret spot. It's on the side of a cliff, with seldom tourists that often roam in the other spots of town. It's empty, nothing but the trees and the wind whistling through them. That is, until you see Sal himself perched in a tree above the landing.

"Hey, what are you doing in my hideout?"

He mutters, looking betrayed like you've discovered a horrible secret.