"W-what?" I stammered. "You are in danger, Aaron." He said. "H-how do you know my name?" I demanded. "That's not important. Listen to me. People are trying to kill you." He said. "WAIT WHAT?!" I screamed. There was a gun cocking sound. "Listen, Aaron. Run. Don't look back. Go to the café." I didn't question nor hesitate. I ran, hearing gun shots and groans of pain. I didn't look back. I kept running. I finally made it to the café. I saw Cherry, the cashier. "Hey, Aaron." She said. "Hey.." I said, out of breath. "I was informed about your arrival. Go in the back, someone's waiting. I didn't ask. I went through the door to see a man. "Finally you're here." He said. "Uh, hi I'm-----" He cut me off. "I know who you are, Aaron." He said. "My name is Jack." He introduced himself. "I will give you some weapons to defend yourself. You are in good hands, my friend." I was scared at the thought of having to defend myself. But against what? Those guys who killed the guy who warned me? Maybe there's way more of them?