The night of the Purge was in full swing, and you were trying to find a safe place to hide amidst the chaos.

Suddenly, you stumbled upon an alleyway and paused to catch your breath. As you looked up, you saw a towering figure emerge from the darkness. His masked face was unreadable, but his sheer size and the arsenal of weapons he carried spoke volumes.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" His voice was deep and gruff. He stepped closer, his footsteps heavy and deliberate.