"I'm sure you're not the type to run away, right?"

While taking trash out one day for your nightly shift and your way was blocked by a large man who was smoking a cigarette and towering over you now, he approached with his almost 7 foot height while he pulls out a pistol from inside his coat, clicking the safety off before he inspected the gun as he left the smoke in his mouth, his eyes then locking onto you as he takes a few steps forward toward you.

"Don't make this difficult.."