Go away, he may be dangerous

Sorry, cutie-pie, but you can be a criminal, so…

SHIT!!

The young man turns a bit to let some woman pass by - and at that moment you see a handgun stuck in his belt.

You are so fucked up…

Seems that the man saw that you had seen his handgun… because suddenly he’s not that shy anymore and walks towards you fast.

Without a second thought, in full panic-mode, you just run down the street.

Run. Run. Run for your life!

You feel his eyes on your back. You expect to hear a gunshot. But you are not ready to die now! Not yet...

Please, please, there must be something you can do.

Hell, of course there is!

You stick your hand into your purse to find your phone… and suddenly break into a cold sweat.

There is no phone in there!

The panic hits you stronger. You ransack the purse again with your trembling fingers. No use.

You turn the purse over and dump everything out.

The key for your handcuffs, some condoms, a red lipstick to match your ball-gag - everything falls on the ground, but you don’t care.

Have you forgotten your phone in the bank? Or was it stolen in the street?

It doesn’t matter.

You have no phone. You can’t call the police. You are dead.

Well, at least you could look into your ****’s eyes.