(Woman) you have long black hair that covers your pale white skin. Your eyes are baby blue and you wear a long white wedding dress that is torn and splattered with red. Black leather boots sit on your feet and are not done up. The laces of the boots drag along the ground and the opening of the boots are flipped over to each side. In your right hand you carry a butcher’s knife that drips fresh blood. Your lips are pale and your hair is wet and gathers in clumps.
-(Man)Your stumble down the street, you are a large man wearing torn jeans and a black trench coat. Your chest is hairless (You are not wearing a shirt, just your jacket). You are rock solid but have no muscle tone. You have black dome hair, hidden under a large hat. You have black leather boots on your feet and your hands are wrapped in red stained bandages. Something from inside your coat glimmers in the moon light
(Woman) A scrawny pale kid, in there teens, stumbled down the side walk, catching there fall by leaning against buildings. Arms wrapped up in a clean white straight jacket and silver buckles. The blue hospital pants where wet and torn along the bottoms and your bare feet hit the wet cement with a smacking sound. Your hair covered your face and is short and brown and clumped because of the liquid that fell from the skies earlier. You panicked and you shook at your arms, trying to pry them loose.
(Man) A man wearing a black and grey striped business suit walks down the street. In his left hand he held a black leather briefcase. He had short hair and black wire glasses. His whole body Twitched and he mumbled words to him self. Sweat ran down his face and he looked around nervously.
