Francisco and I continued to trek down the empty and dark alley. I jumped as I heard the sound of street cats screeching. Jesus I was literally on my last nerve. Not only do I have a fear of being stuck on an elevator every time I get on one, but dark, and narrow alleys are second on my phobia list.
In a particular volleyball anime that I used to watch the protagonist tended to always meet rival members whenever he went to the bathroom, the same situation occurs to me in alleys. I always seem to get in contact with thugs.
And now guess what occurred in this fucking alley?
Ding! Ding! You have just won the million dollar reward for answering the question correctly!
