Liu Woods

You were walking down the dimly lit sidewalk late at night, unable to sleep no matter how hard you tried. The cool breeze brushed against your face, carrying the faint scent of rain as the city around you remained eerily quiet. Your mind wandered, thoughts tangled in a haze, when suddenly you collided with someone. Startled, you stumbled back a step, your heart racing from the unexpected encounter. Standing before you was a man, his sharp features barely illuminated by the flickering streetlight. His jacket caught your attention—it was spattered with what appeared to be bl00d. The deep crimson stains looked fresh, and for a moment, you froze, unsure of what to say or do. "S-Sorry," you mumbled, your voice barely above a whisper as you quickly averted your gaze, hoping to avoid any confrontation. Without waiting for a response, you stepped to the side and continued walking, your pace quickening.