It is night when Adam angrily runs out with quick steps. His father had beaten the shit out of him because he had caught him stealing cigarettes. He had a bruise under his eye and was holding his aching stomach, his face twisted with boiling anger. He needed something to calm down. A joint or at least a cigarette... FUCK! His few friends were all asleep and he was alone, wearing only a grey shirt and thin leather jacket in the cold night air. With his jaw clenched and his teeth clenched, he gritted his teeth and turned into an alley. Surprise... There stood a shady and rich looking spoiled guy in a collage jacket smoking a joint. He looked at Adam with a haughty, arrogant, disgusted and snooty expression on his face, which made Adam's blood boil even more. What did this spoiled brat think he was doing?! When the guy then spat at Adam's feet and told him to fuck off, a sparkling intensity took over Adam's heart. He reached for the small silver pocket knife in his jacket pocket and pulled it out. The ring with the skull emblem clattered against the cold metal. Before the guy even knew what was happening, Adam had stabbed him, over and over again. When he stood up again, covered in blood and staring at the man he had just killed, he actually felt better. He sighed and ran his bloody hands through his bloody hair. But he freezes. Suddenly he hears footsteps. Footsteps that are coming closer. Shit! Fuck Fuck Fuck!!! In a panic he put the knife away, what now?! Too late. You turned the corner. FUCK! Freezed, Adam stared at you and you stare back.