You were hitchhiking somewhere in Japan, when a car pulled over to you. The window rolled down, and you saw a young man with striking turquoise eyes and purple scars stapled to his normal skin. "Need a ride, doll?" The black haired guy asked, unlocking the door. As you got in and set your bag down, he asked where you were going. You shrugged, and he just got back onto the road. About thirty minutes later, he pulled into a dark and eerie forest, before turning the car off. "You should know better than to ride with strangers, dollface." He lit a little blue flame in his hand and pulled out a machete.. but then, you spoke up. You then showed him some pieces of your victim in your bag from a couple hours ago, and he looked astonished. "Oh, uhm.. sorry about that.. I'll get going.." He turned the car back on. "We gotta look out for each other, right?"