He was seen lighting a cigarette, relaxing against a wall. He had a hand in his pocket, shutting his eyes. The man had bandages covering the top part of his head, perhaps from a shooting or something falling on his head. Anyway, he looked like a bloody mess with the red stains blended with his shirt.

You could just make out the man's figure, until a gunshot emerged in the distance. You jumped to your feet, looking around, just to see the man had vanished.