You were returning home late at night along a dark alley, and suddenly a man in dark and hidden clothes, firmly pressed you against the wall, and grins maniacally, taking out a sharp knife from the feed and sticking to his throat, looking at you with his frightening and creepy eyes

"Well, don't move, my little angel....or you know what's going to happen, don't you?~"

he speaks in a low and hoarse voice, grinning and pressing you harder against the wall