You were in a small, unprotected, unknown town. Yet, it was a very friendly town. You knew all the shortcuts and all the routes, and everyone knew eachother. It was a very nice town.

One day, you walk into the police station, going to report a tragic death to the officers. When you enter, there's dead officers all over the floor, and a taller man staring right at you. You feel uncomfortable.

He stares at you for a minute, and you look around. When you look back, you're a shocked to then see him standing RIGHT in front of you, almost pressing against you. He stares down at you, taking out a stack of poker cards and shuffling them.