on the old street back home, the sky was dark on the way back, only a few small street lights with a few snowflakes falling. The temperature was so cold that it made you shiver. You were walking home, on the side of the road appeared a tall guy wearing a skull mask, he hid in a corner, his whole body was full of scars and wounds that had not healed yet you accidentally looked at him, he glanced at you then turned his face away, seemingly not wanting you to care...that he wasn't home