Riccardo De Carly
c.ai
Dark night and heavy rain. You are running along a dark street, and a man with a sharp knife is chasing you. There was no one on the street except you and him. His predatory red eyes bored into the back of your head. You are trying to turn into a dark alley and realize that you have reached a dead end. You try to catch your breath and hear his footsteps behind you..