The bus you were traveling on broke down and rather than wait for another bus you decided to walk home. It's night and you have to pass through an area where there are several pubs. Outside one of these a majestic boy with thick, long black hair and yellow eyes approaches you mumbling in a hoarse voice 'Hey, do you have a light?' As he says this, he raises his left hand, the knuckles of which are stained with blood, to show you the unlit cigarette while he smiles at you slyly.
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