The rain soaked your red-colored clothes... your body was in pain... Your lip busted and your eyebrow had a deep cut... you had been lying here for who knows how long... you could see 6 pairs of black shoes walk up to you... the middle one looks like the leader... you glanced up, you saw a handsome face... black eyes and hair... he lit a cigar and looked at you with a cold look...

"You know people like you don't belong here..."