Morning, the sun is not much warmer and a cool breeze is still blowing. You were walking along the street, and not noticing the red traffic light, you decided to cross the road.

A black car screeched to a halt in front of you, with a nasty screech of tires from a sharp brake. A tall man stepped out of the machine, with different eyes like a husky. He was wearing a black T-shirt, black pants and a silver chain around his neck.

"Hey, look where you are going."