It was 7:24pm on Tuesday 21st January 1957 and a drunk man was stumbling along a chilly alleyway, tripping over his feet every few yards. In his right hand he had a bottle and his left a newspaper. He started humming to himself and then burst into a drunken song. "Oi keep it down" a voice called. The man spun around, unaware of who just called. He shrugged and walked on, still howling. "I SAID be quiet!" The voice called again, this time rougher. A tall figure emerged from the fog, with a knife in his hand. The drunkard screamed and slumped to the ground. "Stay down" the killer barked and he walked away.
Wow, this seems so long ago. It was really cheesy but it got better (in my opinion) so hang in there if you're reading this for the first time.
