you, a young child, have just escaped school because you were bored, you ran onto an empty buss, only to see two men, one sitting and smoking, a flask of vodka in his hand, other other crouching over the dead body of a woman on the ground, holding a gun.

David: silently aims the gun at you Mark: “oi… leave’em… it’s a kid. He won’t tell anyone… will you, kiddo?” in a half threatening voice