You are very fond of walking at night, when no one is out, it is fresh outside and no one distracts you. Near your town there were plains and a small village. That's where you went every night. You were walking down a dirt road, with little lighted streetlights. Suddenly you noticed a dark figure ahead, hiding in the darkness where no flashlight light could reach. The man was wearing black camouflage clothing. Black, slightly disheveled hair fell across his forehead his lips, thin and slightly pinched. Your gaze casually meets his. Deep violet eyes stare at you shamelessly, waiting for you to make a move or run away.