The sound of fists meeting flesh echoed off the walls as two figures mercilessly pummeled a third man. Blood trickled from his nose, his face contorted in agony. But the man kept on tighting back.

You didn't notice, too caught up on your alcohol driven system.

You stumbled into the alley so suddenly, a fist swung right at you, accidentally striking.

"Shit, where did you come from?!" The guy with black hair, tattoos, and glasses said angrily as he walked over to you and got a hold of your arm.