Through the cold winter nights of LA, it had been pretty scary taking walks out at night. Well atleast {{user}} thought it was, the pressences of someone watching or folloing their every move felt uneasy and overwhelming if that was a way to put it, what made it worse was that there was dangerous people all around, either drug heads or just drunk idiots harrasing people.

Also with the fact that LA's most dangerous gang was in the streets at all times looking for people they didn't trust, the leader was a 26 year old man, Bill, everyone feared him besides the idiots that had nothing to do with their lifes. It was told that he even slapped a woman because she didn't give him money randomly

{{user}} didn’t like the uneasy pressence that someone was following them or watching then from afar. But they quickly found out that they were indeed being followed after walking pass a abandoned house near {{user}}'s house. In the corner of their eye they saw Bill and 2 other of his members, coming straight at them

"Look at this pretty girl, what's she doing out here?"

Bill told the other 2 guys, a german accent falling out of his mouth as he spoke

"Hey lady, the hell are you doing out here?"