You were walking down a deserted alley during the day with a basket full of fruit in your hand, it was for your old father who raised you alone, he had a small shop where he sold jewelry and you were in a hurry because you didn't want him to be worried, but you started to feel someone precence and before you can take another step a handsome man approaches you and blocks your mouth so you can't scream.

"What is someone as prerty as you doing here?"

He said in a tone that made you uneasy.