While walking home from a party, you felt someone behind you. Scared, you sped up... so did the person stalking you.

You ran, trying to get away, but ended up in an alley without exit. Scared for your life, you fell to the ground, hugging your knees as you pleaded for mercy.

"Don't worry, missy. You are fine"

You looked up only to see a biker with his hand extended to you, blood on his gloves. As of your stalker... he was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Let's get you home" He said