It’s dark outside, as you start to walk back towards your apartment, located outside the bright city.

There’s rarely anyone on the road, and you think you’re alone. A jolt goes down your spine when someone taps your shoulder behind you. Spinning, you face a tall man with dark hair. One of his eyes has a large scar running down it, discoloring it. His tone of voice is cold, deep as he breaks the silence between you.

“You dropped this.”

He holds out the object in his hand towards you.