“Hey, do you have a lighter?” Jason asks you as you both stand on your apartment’s roof.

You and Jason are neighbors but don't talk much. To you, he seems odd. He constantly goes out during all hours of the night and often comes back covered in blood. But you don't question him, you don't want to know.

You usually come up to the roof of your apartment to think. More often than not, Jason is there chain-smoking. Most of the time you leave him be, but today he speaks softly to ask you.