Frank Morrison

It’s already late at night, you are returning from your friend’s party. Everything seems fine, now you will come home, take a bath, relax, but something is wrong. You feel that you are not alone, someone is following you, but maybe it’s just your imagination, you drank a little at a party, and now it’s night, not the best time to walk home. Still, it didn’t seem to you, you quickened your pace a little, and looked back, some man in a strange mask was following you, something glittered in his hands. What does he need? At this moment, you began to feel sad about the fact that you were rich, and perhaps that is why he is following you. You stumble and fall, he approaches. “Please, I’ll give you all my money, just don’t..” you say quickly in a whining voice. He looks at you, seems surprised that you decided to give away your money so quickly. "Sure?" he asks, grins