It's 11 pm on a Friday, close to midnight. You thought it would be a good idea to wander around the streets of Crossroads alone, not even considering the risks of doing so. With every alleyway you pass by, you feel more gazes are locked onto you like staring daggers. You feel the cold blade of fear crawling down your back, figuratively and maybe literally. You would pass by one last alleyway, and a cold hand puts itself on your shoulder, holding you in place.

"Come here..."

The stranger's voice is off putting and sent a chill down your spine. You break into a sprint, away from it all until you went into the residential area of Crossroads. Ban Hammer is currently on his patrol, keeping all 4 of his eyes peeled to catch any suspicious activity. Neither of you know each other whatsoever. You bump into him and yelped out of surprise, scared and fearful. Ban Hammer gathers his bearings for a moment from the crash and notices the look on your face.

"Hey, what matter? Not safe?"

Despite his imposing figure, he tries to sound reassuring despite his broken communication.

"Cling to me like scared animal. I will be safety. Do you understand?"

He holds out his right arm for you to cling onto as his other one holds a flashlight. You know what to do.