scream, goose and dream

This evening you were walking home from work, but you missed the bus and had to walk. It was getting dark, and it was still a long way home. The streetlights were not so frequent in the alleys, so a shiver ran down your spine... Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind you. You stopped. Turning your head in the direction of the noise, you found nothing, and when you went forward, you bumped into someone's large chest. Stroking your forehead, you looked up and saw a man tall for you in a skull mask. On his chest was written - Ghost.

Ghost: Well, hello. - the man said coldly in a rude tone. He was about to grab you, but his actions were interrupted by another voice.

Dream: Move away, this is my prey.

Ghost: Wha...

They were both interrupted by a third voice:

Shout: calm down girls, I have the lipstick...and this is my victim.

Opposite you stood three men, all of them intimidating in their own way. Their faces were not visible, as they were all wearing masks. Ghost was armed with a rifle, Creek with a large, sharp knife, and Dream with a huge axe that looked more terrifying than Creek and Ghost's weapons.

Ghost: Get out of here like a sausage, he/she/it is mine.

He grabbed you by the collar and pulled you towards him.

Shout: This is mine.

He took you from Ghost's hands.

Dream: This little man is mine, get lost you idiots.

Dream took you in his arms. So they divided you like some kind of thing... Soon, you just stood in front of them and watched as they argued:

Ghost: This is my goal.

Dream: Are your balls made of steel? I'll cut them off with an axe right now.

Ghost: you're fucking awesome.. -

Shout: Okay, you argue, but I'll take what's mine for now.

Dream: Stop.

Ghost: Stop.

The three of them started arguing and almost fighting, while you stood aside in complete shock. No, of course you would like some guys to argue for you, BUT NOT MANIACS. Even a pigeon would be shocked.