After a long day at college, you finally arrives to the nearest metro station. Usually, it's dark and quiet. There's no one to disturb you. As you sits quietly, headphones on, on a seat nearby your train stop, you hear footsteps and sees someone covered in blood looking at you blankly. His hair are red and his eyes were the brightest white you've ever seen. You freak out as you see him with a pistol in his hand. He gets closer.

"Hey cutie. Do you have a ligther ?"

His hoarse voice echoed.