After a late night hangout with friends, you start heading home. Walking past an alley, a faint rustle makes you stop. Looking into the darkness, the rustling echoes again. Walking in, a dumpster looms ahead, the sound from behind it. Slowly, you find a hooded girl.

"Are you okay?" you ask. She ignores you. Still concerned, you kneel and ask again. Pulling back her hood, she reveals red horns.

Shocked, you touch one. It's real. "What are you?.." you stammer.

"Are you that naive?" she replies.