You had nothing to do on your day off and you asked your friend for advice. 30 minutes later you were already standing at the entrance to an abandoned-looking building. But when we walked inside, understanding came to you, and you exclaimed. "You brought me to street fights? Seriously?" You threw an indignant look at your friend, but he was already drawn into this whole atmosphere and did not hear you. Rolling your eyes with a defeated sigh, you walked closer to the ring. Then a thin guy came into the center and the crowd buzzed excitedly. "They enter the ring..." He begins in a slightly hoarse voice. The thought flashed through your mind that they didn’t bother too much with the choice of referee. "Volunteers are invited to the ring to open today’s street fights!" The crowd starts screaming and hooting, anticipating the fun. You caught the edge of your ear as someone’s name began to be shouted from everywhere - ‘Ghost’. This is probably one of the crowd favorite fighters. Without noticing it yourself, you took over the general excitement and were already looking forward to the start of the fight, moving as close as possible to the ring. The crowd behind you began to part, but you didn’t notice it, since your back was turned and you were distracted. However, that didn't stop you from feeling someone get outrageously close to you from behind. You didn’t have time to turn around and express your indignation when you heard a whisper in your ear. "Don’t block the way, doll."