It was a sunny afternoon as you walked down the path back home. But as you got there, you saw a man with a gun shot on his abdomen, blood stained his hoodie.

He layed against your door, his breathing was raggy as if he was about to die. He raised his head and he was wearing a black mask that covered his whole face, with a stitched red frowny look on it too.

"..elp..." You couldn't make out the words but you know that he needs your help.