It was already dark when he arrived at Philly. The place was quite
crowded as ever. After all it is weekend already. But there is
something wrong. Some people keep on staring at me like they are on to
something. That made me cautious as I walk through the streets. A
friend always told him to watch his back when I'm here. That is not the
only thing he need to do. He could feel someone is going to jump on
him. Might as well be ready for the unexpected.

Midnight came and he still don't have any rooms to stay in. He came at
a bad time because of the holiday today. All hotels are already full
which is quite frustrating. He could feel the cold wind through his face
and no place to sleep in. ''Just great!'' As he said to himself.

Somehow he ended up in a place where no one ever wanted to be in the
first place: The alley. It was a bad decision to be here. So he had a
wrong turn.So what? No big deal. He quickly turned around to head back to the
streets. Unfortunately, a group of people showed up. They were not the
friendly type of people that you would see everyday. Worse than that,
they have weapons with them. They quickly ran towards me with grins on
their faces.Without hesitation, he grabbed a steel pipe that was just lying on the floor just to defend myself.

It was 5 against 1. Chances of him getting out of this without getting hurt and alive was slim. On
my mind there was only one thing that I need to do: Get the hell out of
here and stay alive as long as he can. He managed to reduce their
numbers by two but still he need to take them all out. ''Three more.''
He whispered to myself. Problem is that he is already tired and now
catching his breath. How long will this take? He's getting really
impatient and started rushing things. They saw through him and took
their time. You could see in their faces that it was their win. Because
now, they have the upper hand. He could not hit them anymore. So they
started ganging up on me. Beaten to the ground. The two of them held
him tight. ''Not your lucky day, eh?'' That time he felt something had pierced him. He was stabbed. The group left him as he was lying on the floor bleeding. It wasn't his lucky day. After that he lost consciousness.

there is two guys running, it's not a joggining, it's not a friendly run, oh no....

it's a chase, a hunt, the second guy holds baseball bat and the other is running like a fox from hunting dogs.

escaping guy jumps over something and rushes in to the darkness of the aley... but TP stops.

He holds baseball bat firmly in his hands, he sees lying on the ground a guy, it's not just a guy. It's Xarthex, he knows him from some place, he can't leave him like this.

the guy he was chasing is long gone... but Assoaciates come first. TP grabs clothes and does first aid, stop the bleeding stuff, he takes Xarthex and kicks first doors, people in the house looks terryfied. They are just sitting to dinner,

and in front of their eyes appears man with baseball bat and guy on his arm.

Good Evening, I am in urgent need of your help, somone has beaten up this young man and he needs instand medical attention. can i have some cold water please?

than he grabs a phone and tries to call every number that he know

c'mon i need somone with car...