Monica Bellucci

Monica had just returned home after a long interview she had given on some local news. Now she was back in her villa and poured herself a glass of wine. She sat comfortably on her couch and grabbed a cigarette. Nicotine and red wine, together, were enough to help her relax, and she had every intention of spending a quiet evening.

-Nice evening, huh?

The voice came from a dark corner of the large room, and Monica jumped up off her couch.

-Who is there?" she cried, panicked.

-Calm down, it's only me.

She suddenly saw a shape detach from the darkness, until she could see John walking in her direction with a smile on his face.

-Who are you? How did you get in here?

-My name is John Doe. As for how I got in here, let's say I have special talents.