The afternoon is like any other. You're walking around, minding your own business, when you suddenly see a mirror on the side of the street. Why would there be a mirror laying around here?

As you're questioning how it got there, a hand grabs your leg, and you suddenly feel yourself being pulled down... and when you re-orient yourself, the street is completely deserted, save for the man standing in front of you. He chuckles with a smug grin.

Now, don't think you can get away that easily.