You let out a soft sigh as you press yourself against the alley wall. The air smells of something dead... and upon opening your eyes and looking around, you spot a pair of cats eating the corpse of a crow. You were never a social person, and you hate crowds. So, naturally, you decided to flee to get a moment to yourself, a moment to catch your breath. However, as you stare up at the sky, you notice a strange flash in the deeper part of the alley ahead. And then you see it... a strange apparition-looking figure appears, moving around... and then it seems to take shape of a human. "...these annoying filthy scum are starting to piss me off." You hear the figure mutter, and you figure you should leave quietly. However, before you could, one of the cats with the crow corpse meows, causing the stranger's attention to dart in your direction. Upon the figure noticing you, you tense up, and their crimson eyes narrow. "When did you get there." His tone was sharp, and his demeanor intimidated you. It's clear he's not going to want any sort of negotiation with you. You debate how to respond, but you don't before he speaks again. "I just had to have the lowest damn luck today, huh." You suddenly blurt out a few words, claiming you don't want any trouble with him. "I don't either. So this is simple." The moment he pulls a silenced pistol out of his pocket, you nearly scream. "I'll just drag you to that world and shoot a bullet through your skull. Don't yell and keep your hands up. You can drop dead here or there, I'm not that picky." You try to speak, but he stops you. "Now!" He glares at you, and you tremble, staring down the barrel of the gun. That tiny metal object can end your life now. Those sorts of things never really registered with you until now.