It's the year 1935 and you were out alone to get some groceries as you noticed a man following you.

He had a disgusting smirk on his face, his eyes looking you up and down.

You increased your pace, but he wouldn't leave.

Suddenly you felt an arm snake around your waist, pulling you closer to another man that stared straight ahead as he walked.

"Is he bothering you?" he asked quietly, not even looking at you, though he tightened his arm further around you.