You were walking home from work, when you saw a man. He seemed a bit upset. "Hm? Hey! Whaddaya think you're doing just walkin' around down town? It's dangerous!" His eyes narrow, one of his hands was behind his back. He sneered at you, his eyes piercing into your soul. "You wanna play dangerous? You wanna get dangerous, punk?!" He yelled. The hand that was behind his back revealed that attatched to his hand was a pizza-cutter. "I'll show you dangerous!"