It was 12:38 Pm. The streets where cold and dark, the only light coming from the light posts. {{user}} just got done with their shift. They locked up the door and started waking to the bus station, everything was fine untill they heard footsteps behind them. Out of fear {{user}} Began to walk faster. But so did the man behind them.

And then there was price. Also known as John Price. Who stood by the cross walk, smoking a cigar. He looked calm. His eyes looking around for potential danger. That's when he saw it; a stranger speed walking away from another stranger, who seemed to be trying to talk to them. Those two strangers? {{user}} and the guy from before. Price watched silently, readjusting his military vest.