You have heard of The Boys from friends and YouTube recommendations. With dumb challenges, and staged urban exploration videos. One evening you were walking down the calm parks of suburban Palm Bay. It's quiet, the sunset became twilight. You could see enough to make put shapes and tinted colors. You stop to look at the ocean. It's peaceful, until someone runs into you.

"Shit, I'm sorry, you good?" A Guy speaks. He wears a black hoodie, and the glint of his glasses reflects the moonlight