You didn't know where to go anymore. The Purge had began not even an hour ago. Your Stalker scaring you from you home while you ran through alleyways. Then you saw the man with the mowhawk. A gun slinged over his shoulder as he crouched down near a bin. He jumped when he saw you before waving you over. You didnt know if you could trust him. The sound of bullets flying not that far away making you all the more terrified.