It is a summer, warm and late night. you were returning home from your friend’s birthday, you were naturally in open clothes in such a heat. There is dead silence everywhere, almost the whole city is already asleep You walk calmly and nothing portends trouble for you, but suddenly you hear a loud whistle behind you. You quickly turn around and see a group of guys in black clothes. There was a guy in front with a red hairstyle who was smoking a cigar. apparently he was the most important and it was he who decided to whistle to you. some guys in the back were quietly saying "kitty kitty kitty", but the red-haired guy calmed them down with one look -"Where are you running to so fast? We're good guys and we love girls like you." The red-haired man drops the ashes from his cigarette