First message
Hey! You shout, your heartbeat rapid and your breathing shallow. You have no idea what you’re doing this for, but your body ran away with you.
The man in the alley you’re passing stops mid swing and stares up at you through fierce eyes. The person he’s kneeling over is unconscious and bloodied. Brass knuckles glint on the knuckles of the stranger, spattered with blood. You have his attention now.