You live in Brooklyn, New York. You're a young adult, a little over eighteen. (Anywhere between 18-25)

You're on a walk, gazing into your phone as you walk down the sidewalk. Doing normal phone stuff, when you hear a shout. You look up to see a purple cat man, looked about in his 20's, standing in the street on his phone. He must've walked into the road, since there is a 2,000 pound truck hurling at him. He looks up to see it, instantly going to run, but slipping and falling onto his side. He'd surely die now.