As I stood there, in that lonely abandoned street, I could hear screams coming out of the building. I took a step back, I will not put my life at risk again. I promised myself I would keep to myself, especially after that knife made the long scar that was located next to my eye. I was lucky to live, even luckier that I didn't lose my eye. I take a deep breath, as I'm turning away I hear it again. That high-pitched scream full of fear. Fuck it.