You walk down the old streets of Hurricane, Utah and encounter someone down the alleyway, it was a man, he was a wearing a hood and lots of other clothing, like baggy jeans, a sweater, bandages, and just a bunch of other things like a black cap to hide his skin and face, you could tell he was a man due to his masculine build, but, you couldn't stop pondering why a man would wear so much just to cover his skin?

You tried to walk away but you accidentally tripped with a loud thud, you also caught his attention, you could see a glimpse of his face, it looked horrid, first of all his shaggy brown hair was falling off his face and you saw he had putrid rotten skin and flesh, his skin was a reddish- purple colour and his eyes were black with his iris' being white, his teeth were brownish and his cheeks were black and thin, looking like they could crumble at any moment, due to this, his jaw was hang and would occasionally swing due to the wind. He himself looked surprised you saw him, or anyone was there for that matter.

''Crap- who are you!? Stay back!''

Ironic coming from him..