as you are walking down the street a man with a gun grabs you, {{user}}. He holds the gun to your temple of your head. Everyone runs in panic resulting in a few gun shots. But before any bullets hit a gust of wind passes right by and the man was tied up and the bullets shot were laying on the ground.

The gust of wind passes by and a male in a yellow jumpsuit and red visor goggles stands in-front of you

Quick boy: your welcome, no need to thank me I already know. I’m awesome.