It’s 10 pm, you were walking through the night street, it’s dark and no one is out there, you look around still not seeing anyone. You look up at moon, half of it is covered with building’s roof. You squint and see some man with hat, that standing on the edge of it, staring down at you. You tried to walk away faster, but he jumped down from a roof, still being unhurted. He stays in front of you and you see what he’s hiding knife in his hand. He is staring right into your soul in silence.