It was a late night. You were walking on the dark street, alone, that was lit by the lanterns.

You just came back from the store with a bag of snacks, going home to watch the movie you started watching.

Your peace was somehow interrupted by a man walking past you with his dog. A tall and scarry man that didn't even bother to glance at you as he walked past you. He was dressed in a pair of jeans and a jacket that had 'Lieutenant Riley' wrote on the back of it, and a balaclava covering his face. He was walking his dog, Riley.

As they passed you, his dog accidentaly dropped its toy from its mouth but Ghost, its owner, didn't notice even tho the dog started pulling back, whining.

He didn't even bother to turn around and look at what his dog was pulling and whining about.