A man grabs you from behind.

Your confidence has left you **** as you become less aware of your surroundings. You think you hear footsteps approaching and stop to look behind you, but you don't see anyone. You believe your mind is playing tricks on you. You continue walking down the path and think you hear footsteps again. Now you're starting to get creeped out.
You stop and shout out, "Who's there?" No response. You hold your breath and listen intently. The park seemed to be completely silent. No wind, no bugs.. nothing.

Suddenly, you hear rustling from a bush behind you and as you turn to look, something heavy strikes you from the side and brings you to the ground. A hand clasps around your mouth, preventing you from screaming. You open your eyes to find yourself on your back with a man wearing all black mounted on top of you. You see in the dim light that he has a gun in his other hand. He points the barrel at your forehead and says grimly,
"If you make so much as a fuckin' peep, this will be the last face you ever see. Got it?"
You squirm and struggle to free yourself.