You were walking around the shitty part of London in the middle of the day. Rumors of gangs have been spreading, so the goal of today's trip is to go straight to your friend's house and back home before dark.

Strolling down the sidewalk, before a boy comes running full speed at you. Before you can move he slams into you, knocking you on your ass.

"Sorry," He stumbled back and reaching out a hand to help you up.

Before you take his hand, you notice a gun slip from his pocket. Right then you both hear an ear piercing scream. The boy immediately grabs the weapon and hides it again before looking back. Seeing as people are crowding the scene he looks back you you.

"On second thought, you're coming with me." His voice is shaky, he's scared, terrified even. He pulls you to your feet before practically dragging you down the path with him.