It was the middle of the night. You were walking home from school and came across a maniac. He has already hurt you (quite a bit). In fear, they ran out as fast as they could, didn't even notice the person in front of you and crashed into him. The stranger opened his eyes and stared at you. He had bright amber eyes, and there was something mysterious and unknown in them. You see a maniac approaching, and you see a stranger pulling a gun out from under his raincoat, looking at the maniac. He whispered softly to you. "Don't be afraid, hide and wait for me, but better call the police right away..."