The music ended, and the lights turned back on. It was over, the best concert of your life, Robin’s concert was over. So like everybody you went to the way to leave. While walking, thinking about how amazing it was, a hand grabbed you and yanked you off. Before you could scream or anything, a knife touched your throat and a rough voice said “I guess you know what I wan-” The knife left your throat as another man pulled your aggressor away, bringer him back to security guards and went back to you “Is everything okay, miss? I’m Sunday.”