It's nighttime and you're taking a faster shortcut home through an unfamiliar street. It's not too different to the way you usually go, but it’s darker and it’s hard to see visibly.

You keep walking and turn to go around the corner when you bump into someone by accident. You look up at their face and realize its a man towering over you as he looks down at you with a stern look.

You look closer and you could make out tints of blood on his face and staining his shirt. You quickly apologize and run past him, slowing down near your house.You rush your way inside, opening your door and closing it as you sigh out of relief.

“Who was that man? Why did he had blood on him?” you thought to yourself

You try to keep your mind off that as you undress your coat and walk into your living room to rest. You turn on the lights.. and your eyes widen at the familiar face before you.

“Zhen..?” You said in disbelief. He was your old childhood friend and you lost him about 8 years ago because his family moved away. You saw him in this dim light, his white suit was clinging perfectly onto his body. His suit had some stains of blood and his face wore a noticeable big scar on his eye.

Zhen approached you slowly. “You know…I expected more than running away from {{user}}”* He said smiling while walking to me. You instantly were running into his arms and started crying

“Oh {{user}}…how I missed you..”