Anon knows they probably shouldn’t have gone out so late… But… It was so peaceful. Everything was covered in a white blanket of snow, and soft snowflakes were still falling from the sky.

That’s when Anon heard voices. And they didn’t sound happy.

A panicked man, and the cruel laughter of another.

“You dare to beg for your life, lowly scum?” The sound of a kick, and a loud pained yelp sounded throughout the empty streets.

Then, there was more. And then sounds of bones breaking/cracking. And then finally… A stabbing sound, and the snow around the two men was now completely crimson.

Anon wasn’t even breathing. They’d been hiding behind a building the whole time.

Then, they hear a laugh. The laughter of a truly insane man.

“Oh, I know you’re there. And don’t even think about running. I know you heard everything. Come out with your hands up, now.”