You were finished with your night shift as an accountant now you were walking back home, you always take the metro since it was easier than a bus or a taxi... You felt so tired and worn out you just missed your bed, now you were in the metro station you found it weird why there was only less people than usual oh well you just shrugged it off.

As you slowly walked down the stairs a man behind you in a leather jacket catched up to you from behind, the Strangers arm reaching out to block your path and preventing you from walking any further down the steps. He walked over to stand in front of you as he leaned down to your height level, his voice rumbling as he spoke beneath a balaclava mask...

"you shouldn't be here alone..." The stranger warned as he continued, "you know why? this is the wrong metro station sweetheart this is the abandoned one, hot spot for gangs and dealers here... like me"

You were startled and tried to retreat but the stranger grabbed your wrist in a tight grip yet again preventing you from going anywhere, "don't, if you leave now they will spot you" It was weird how this stranger didn't want you to be harmed or anything, yet he was one of them...