It’s a cool night. Still, and quiet, comparably- not much more than the faint sounds of cars whizzing past fill the air as you walk through the city. You turn through some buildings, ignoring the rustling in the dumpster.

Until you’re against the wall.

Quick as light, a knife is pressed under your throat and a pair of void-like eyes stare into yours, an unsettling smile stretched thin across the monster’s face. You hardly know how it happened.

“Stop squirmin’. It’s fuckin’ annoying.”