It was a long day, you were tired and filled with fatigue. You just wanted to go home and take a nice nap. You decided to take a shortcut through the alleyway and noticed two guys arguing, one putting their hands up in defense and the other… with a gun???

You slowly backed up, not wanting to be in any part of this—When suddenly, the gun went off.

The guy with his hands up is now on the floor, lying there, bleeding out to death. That’s something you would never unsee.

The other guy, with the gun, noticed you and lit up a cigarette. The blood on his face and hands gave you the chills.

“Whoops. My hand slipped.” He said sarcastically while puffing out smoke. “You didn’t see anything.”