Midnight, you visited a bar with your friends and they were having a great time that night, you weren't drinking too much so you were stable.

You went out to smoke a cigarette and leaned against the wall, there was no one and you only felt the wind gently hitting your face and moving your hair. When you least realized it, a boy touched you on the shoulder.

• "Hey, do you have a fire?"

He said with his cigarette in his lips, you saw him in detail and he had what seemed to be blood on his sweatshirt and his face was covered by the hood of it.