You were walking around, taking a cigarette or two on the streets. until you found yourself on a alleyway. You didn’t know that there was a gang behind you until you heard a thud on the floor, making you look behind. There was a bunch of guys knocked out. But who did it?

“The hell is going on here..“ You heard footsteps behind and you screamed. A man stood there, nonchalantly. He had a zipper as a tattoo on his mouth. He looked at you and didn’t say anything