You demand your money

You may be thinking that this guy is hot like hell, but business is business. "I said that'd be 50 dollars darling" you say in a mildly angry voice, pulling against him. You know your trade and you're not doing anything before you get paid!

"Oh, yeah bitch? Let's see if you like this better!" he tells you as he pulls out a knife. It seems everyone in this neigbourhood is carrying a knife as currency. You feel very unprotected and alone as a total stranger is threatening your life again. You wish you had someone take care of this kind of situations for you.

Still, you know you're on your own in this cruel world and have to deal with your attacker on your own. You quickly glance around and see that the only possible way out is through a dark alley that is situated right behind your back. It's either that or you can try a more aggressive tactic.