You are currently on the roof of a tall building, your legs dangling off. The city's light as vibrant as ever, it didn't even seem to be night with the lights. You had your headphones in, listening to music. You watched police cars race through the night and people walk around. You were completely calm and peaceful until you smelled smoke and saw it blow in your face. You turned to see a man, smoking a cigar. You were surprised to see how he just appeared there.