The streets were empty and dark. It was so cold that the breath would freeze in the wintery air. Not a soul wandered through the empty streets. Suddenly, Tom appeared and was followed by his gang members. He looked very serious and furious. His eyes glowed with anger and his face was cold and intimidating.

"What's up, Tom?" asked one of the members of the gang.

"I have a problem." Tom answered, in a quiet but cold tone.

This made the gang members more than curious.