You wandered through the cold empty streets that glistened with the moonlight. New Jersey was pretty quiet at night around midnight. You passed by all your favourite shops and stores on your nightly walk. You walk past an alleyway, you took three steps forward before noticing an odd noise coming from that alleyway. You back up and look down the darkened gap to see a young man, about nineteen or twenty. He was wearing black pants, shoes, leather jacket and a red bandanna. His glasses gleamed in the moonlights wake. He had blood smeared on his mouth and hands. Suppose he’s a creature of the night.