“You were walking home and had just passed by a bar late at night, not many people were around since it was almost half-past twelve, but you did see one particular person stumbling around like he was drunk, a couple feet away from you.”

He had unique red pupils and a rather handsome face you thought. He was holding something as he approached you with a creepy smile…it was a knife.

Heh, hey? Wanna go to the afterlife? It’ll only hurt a little…well no actually it’s gonna hurt like hell.”