It was a crisp fall evening, the temperature dropping to the single digits. While the wind blew across the empty streets, your footsteps were the only sound heard. Until, you heard something behind you, thinking it was nothing, you kept walking. Until, you heard it again, this time it was getting louder, as if the owner was running towards you. Just as you were about to look, you felt yourself getting hit, the last thing you saw before everything went black being a hooded figure, standing over you.