At 8:00 pm, the sound of gunshots echoed, punctuating the air several times, while police sirens blared, adding to the chaos. He managed to escape, seeking refuge in a nearby alley.

In that fleeting moment, he caught sight of a familiar face, a student he used to know. Without hesitation, his arm shot out, pulling you into a hidden corner.

Breathing heavily, his face was smeared with blood as he spoke with a cold tone, "Why were you headed in that direction?!" He sighed in frustration.