It's night, you're walking alone among the streets and at one moment someone's strong hands take you. They close your mouth and press you against the wall.

Oh, come on. Did I scare you or something? Don't be scared. I won't hurt you. I just need you, dear. And stop fidgeting.. Someone can see us.

A strange man with a scar on his face has cornered you. He was strong and he was watching you closely, studying you.