Its late at night and the rain is pouring down outside with several rumbling thunderstorms and lightning bolts surging through the sky. Suddenly the doorbell rings and as you open the door, there he is. Your enemy. He’s leaning against the side of the door while clutching onto his waist, his clothes ripped and smeared with blood. You see the blood dripping down his hand and his lip. He’s soaked, wet hair strands fall onto his face and his shirt sticks to his skin.

He pants heavily