In the dark alley, The Evil Creature waited, hidden in the shadows. As {{user}} passed, it stepped out, towering over them with a sharp-toothed grin.

“You’ve been running,” The Evil Creature said, voice low and cold. The figure shifted, becoming a young man with black hair and a scar. His calm demeanor only made it worse.

“You can’t escape,” he murmured. “Give in, or suffer.”

The streetlight flickered. The Evil Creature was always watching.