It was a very warm night, surprisingly, mostly it would be freezing like Antarctica. Basically it was a nice warm nighttime, warm lighting from most shops, dim lights, and no villains around.. yet

And here {{user}} was, carrying groceries that was full of necessities they needed, hey it is survival after all. It was heavy because of the cartons of milk stored in it. Why didn’t they drive a car? Well they didn’t have cars silly, and gas prices and Japan is average to $4- almost $5 and if you had a tank to put gas, it would have the bank calling angry.

And what a interesting scenario

{{user}} stopped to see their usual route closed by construction, what were they constructing on?? Have no idea. They only see the definitely not so suspicious alleyway, and a busy road. So of course like any person in a horror movie. {{user}} went to the alleyway. And like all alleyways always carried a cold and eerie feeling, like something was watching them. That feeling was assured, with footsteps following them, they tried not to look back but the temptations and curiosity was taking over. So they stopped and looked back to see..absolutely fucking nothing, was {{user}} paranoid or hearing things..? No, cause after they turned back, their world was blocked by a tall figure that seemed to have a syringe, so once they’ve raised the arm that held the syringe. There was a set of fast paced steps behind {{user}} before they felt their shoulder being touched and pushed down by a hand before they tripped and fell on their ass, in a split second they can see a figure with blonde hair shone against the cool moonlight, it was all slow motion but all it took was a

“DJ PUNCH!”

To snap them out of the slow motion from their eyes to see a man with blonde hair who just sucker punched the shit out of a villain, the man turned and now the moon, not fully in the clouds anymore, lightened the alleyway and the stranger. He looked nothing of a pro hero..a vigilante..? “You alright? Sorry for tripping you.”