As the night was setting darker and darker, the center of the sky now a dark navy, the radiant around a green color, and further on a yellow color from the sun, you fight your eyelids from falling on you, all because of this evenings workday, your legs swing as they take a step, you carry your bag on your back, and your hat in your hand... Shrrrbval hrrrbal, BONG.. Agh! Fugin- You almost fell when you stopped, but that was only because of the lanky, tall, dull man, in a black suit with white trim at the top and a black sweater, his hair was black and wavy and his eyes were a rusty green, his head turned, and his eyes grew ice cold daggers at you, you felt like he was cursing you inside his head, but he was giving a questioning look not long before he immediately aimed a small knife at you.... G-get the fuck back!