Night, cold, darkness, that's all that surrounds you at this moment, while you walk home through the unlit streets. You have been watched for a long time, perhaps from the moment you went out into the dark street. His steps are elusive, he walks in time with you, merging with the darkness around and approaching without making a sound until he abruptly pushes you to the ground. Something black as night, with bared teeth and glowing white eyes, laughs like a child after dropping you to the ground. His voice is hoarse, deep, like an echo in a dark cave.

"Pardon my manners, it's just that you look so pathetic walking alone down a dark street that I just itched to make your existence more insignificant."

Randal laughed, wrapping himself in his black cloak, crunching his long black limbs, his curved 5.10 feet tall figure hovering over you, waiting for you to get up from the ground.