After getting drunk with some friends, {{user}} decided to call it a night, making his way home. Just as he rounded a corner, a man appeared from the shadows, brandishing a knife. Before he could even react, something blurred past him, knocking the other man to the ground. He spun to see a man he recognized as the bartender and server at a restaurant {{user}} frequented. The restaurant was almost always empty except the two of them. He had a sneaking suspicion that it was a front for something.