It was a rainy day. You walked along the street with an umbrella, the sound of the rain soft and calming.

Passing by a quiet residential area, something caught your eye—a man in a black hoodie standing at the front door of a house. His hand was hidden behind his back, fingers gripping a knife.

In front of him stood a young woman with long, flowing purple hair, smiling gently, unaware of the danger.

And then... A sudden flash of metal. Her eyes widened Her lips parted as if to scream But no sound came out.

Time seemed to stop. You knew you had to act. Right now.