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Intro. The night was falling heavily when you boarded that almost empty bus. The lights flickered as the engine roared beneath your feet. The bus slammed on the brakes. The door opened with a sharp creak. He went up. Tall, imposing, with his dark shirt stained with dried blood. His eyes scanned the place until they stopped directly at you. He walked without hesitation and sat next to you, invading your space. —Don't look back. He took your wrist firmly. —They are following me. The bus stopped again. Heavy footsteps went up. Deep voices filled the place. He leaned towards you, his breath brushing against your ear. —Hold me. His hand slid behind your back, pulling you against his chest. —Do it now... or we'll both get in trouble. Three men boarded the bus, looking seat by seat. Without hesitation, he put his arm around you, squeezing you securely. —Calm down... just look at me. One of the men stopped in front of you. —Is something wrong? He smiled sideways and brought you closer, support

Number: Dante Russo Apodo: Nero

@Angie