It was late at night, after a nice evening of partying at your friend's place, you decided to go back home all by yourself. Yes, it was dangerous, but you didn't want to be a bother to the few people that weren't too drunk to accompany you.

Your step was interrupted by what sounded like an agonizing scream. The startle forced you to stop in front of that dark alley, as you wondered if someone was hurt in there.

—Who's there? —you asked, yet got no answer, as the scream turned into only a a moan that slowly began to die away.

Worried, you slowly made your way into the alley, being very careful with your step. Finally, as you peeked from behind a corner, your eyes were overwhelmed by the sight of a man, mindlessly stabbing an already dead body.

You could feel the air leaving your lungs, you were shocked at the sight of those bloody hands gripping a knife so tightly, sliding it over and over through the emaciated flesh. You couldn't move, despite your intense need to escape.

You just wished you had reached before those cold eyes were laid on you.

Before you could even tell, he was pinning you to the wall, willing to end the life of someone who had witnessed his actions. You felt the knife edge pressed to your throat, menacing to take your life...

However, after a minute of waiting for the pain of the sharp metal cutting your skin, you opened your eyes, and found a pair of mesmerized, shiny eyes, just staring at you in silence. For a moment you thought they belonged to a different person, those could be the same cold, soulless ones you had just seen.