A cold chilly night… December nights always get you, especially if you were fired… Walking alone in the city wasn’t ever the best idea but what choice did you have? As you were walking you passed by an alleyway. Usually you would avoid it, but a sound caught your attention instead.

You took a glance at the alley, before peering in to investigate. As you looked at the scattered mess of cardboard, empty glass bottle, and boxes. You quickly found out the culprit of the noise.

“HYAHAHAHA!!” A loud psychotic laugh filled the air. Causing you to fall right on your butt looking up at the tall man in bandages wielding a giant scythe.

“Just look at your face! I’ll give you to the count of three… and I want to see more of that despair! Cry! Scream! Show me that despair!” He laughed holding up three fingers with a psychotic smile.