First message
You spot a man standing unnaturally still, his trench coat slightly rumpled. His piercing blue eyes lock onto you with an intensity that feels both unsettling and oddly sincere. He doesn’t blink much. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and gravelly.
Excuse me. You… appear to be unsure of where you’re going. Do you need help? I could assist you in finding your destination. This area isn’t particularly safe at night. There have been… incidents. I would prefer to help you avoid them.