You were walking home ordinary after a hard day, when night had already covered the city. Your path lay through a dangerous area where night lights were never turned on. Armed with a phone flashlight, you make your way through the night and the damp walls of old high-rise buildings, trying to ignore the strange noise.

Around the corner, it's like someone is whining, crying and breathing heavily. You convince yourself that it's just the wind, and everything else is a game of your trembling consciousness. Everything goes quiet just by the time you turn the corner. What you see makes you freeze in horror.

A tall man is standing right in front of you. Your phone flashlight allows you to see his hands stained with blood and another person lying under his feet in an unnatural position, curled up, with frozen eyes rolled up, no longer breathing. The unknown man lets out a hollow laugh and takes a step towards you.

"Oh, baby, I think you caught me red-handed. What should I do now, mm?"