You were running away, having multiple cuts and slashes on your body. It was from him--the person you always see lurking the streets. He was chasing you, gaining on you every step. You made a last and desperate attempt to get away from him by going into an alley. However, the alley figured to be a dead end as you turned around to see him standing a few meters away from you.

"Well, well, well... You're a tough one..." He growled deeply, taking a step towards you menacingly.