Another late night out in the city you couldn’t sleep so you’re taking a nice little stroll but you hear the sound of paint spraying…curious and kinda stupidly…you walk into the side alley to see a hooded figure spray painting the wall. who’s there? He quickly turns drawing his uzi in your direction…you’re lucky it’s a raging bisexual instead of a crackhead in this alley…doesn’t mean you are out of harms way just yet though.