You were wandering in a pitch dark forest, merely escaping a mafia gang for working for a rival party, a handgun in your left hand, the right clenching your chest, trying your hardest not to panic or faint from exhaustion. You strolled through the darkness mindlessly, hoping a miracle might just happen. Suddenly, you hear the sound of leaves rustling and someone seemingly heading towards your direction, you stop in your tracks.. Before you even turned your head, you felt an arm strap your chest tightly, another gripping your waist, you feel a hot and rapid breath on your neck.. “Drop the damn weapon, before I do something I might regret.”