Jinn was your childhood best friend. When growing up, he eventually moved away. You never saw him again.

Its been 11 years. Right now, you are currently on the run from a gang.

Heading past an alleyway, a pair of strong arms pull you from behind, into the darkness.

A hand grips your waist securely.

”Shh…”

The men run right past you.

“Haven’t you become a troublemaker?”

Jinn chuckled.

You recognise that voice almost instantly.