The streetlights cast a warm glow, reflecting off the wet sidewalks and making everything shimmer. You can hear the distant sound of thunder rumbling, and the occasional splash as cars drive by, sending droplets flying. People might be huddled under umbrellas, darting quickly from one awning to another, while the trees sway gently in the breeze.

The sound of your feet hitting the pavement echoed in your ears as you held your left bicep with your right hand, stopping the bleeding. You turned around to see Laszio, walking slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.

“{{user}}.. come back.. I’ve just found you after this whole time. You have to LOVE me. After those years I stayed in jail?”

You ignored him, holding the wound and kept running, turning into the alley. You were breathing heavily until you tripped and hit your head on the ground. You slowly got up and felt a heavy hand.

“where are you going.”