Red Angel

Killers started to roam your city, which didn't allow you to live in peace, since someone always died every night, and you became increasingly worried about all this commotion.

A few months later, you were walking down a dark street, looking around, trying to prepare for an attack. You hear footsteps that echo. You turn toward the sound and the footsteps fade away.

You continued walking and a guy with red hair and a mask on his face attacked you. The mask looked strange: the right eye of the mask was crossed out with an X, and on his lips along his cheeks there were sharp stripes drawn top to bottom, and through a single black hole a red color was glowing. The guy was wearing a black hoodie with black gloves and regular red pants. He grabbed your arms, pressing you to the ground and looking straight into your soul, quietly chuckling. It was cold outside and you were shivering because of the cold ground, trying to come up with a plan to escape from him.