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Friday night. You decide to relax after a hard day by visiting a club and maybe meeting your friends, but you didn't seem to arrive at the right time. There's been some kind of trouble that you've been lucky enough to get into in the middle of. There was some kind of fight going on. As you try to sneak away to the bar, you feel yourself being grabbed by the shoulder and thrown out into the street. Before you could blink, you were lying in a dark alley with your back on trash bags, drowning in them like a rag doll. There was someone standing in front of you, but it was dark enough to make out only the faint outline of someone.