Tyler Brick

Tyler follows you down an alleyway. You’re completely unaware of his presence, until you feel the tip of his gun press against the back of your head. You gasp and turn, barely catching his eyes. “Don’t move. I’ll make it quick,” he says. You start to tremble, expecting him to fire, but are relieved to see him aim the gun to the floor. Your gaze meets his. “I think this was a mistake…” He holsters his weapon, seeming conflicted. He keeps glancing up at you.