She says, “Oooh fuck, he’s scary!”.“Ah, you love scary films though.” Deann laughs. Keegan looks toward camera, “Is that him? Is he the on... I’m going to be with?” Off camera the answer is ‘yes’. Keegan gulps.A few minutes later, we’re in Pablo’s little living room. The couch, the plasma screen tv, the stained carpet – after the last few visits here we know what those stains are. Deann is sitting on the couch, Pablo is holding Rocky the Rottweiler by his collar, and Keegan has just begun to. I told her who was coming over, one was her longtime friend, Tom, who was a taller man, dark brown hair and glasses. Moriah had met him in college. Hank was one of my long time work friends; he and I were the best of pals during my time at my previous job. Sam was another one of my friends from college; he is a very tall black man with a completely shaved head. So when the guys all arrived I explained to them what the name of the game for the night would be. They all were in shock they. She knew his eyes to be hazel, though he was just out of range to see that now. His mask hid enough of his features that she wouldn’t be able to identify him by face, but she knew enough of his features to be on the look out. Being a woman in this city, like in any city, wasn’t always safe. And while she knew enough to protect herself, she would rather avoid confrontation. But she wasn’t stupid enough to ignore trouble when she saw it. It may be nothing, she may never see him again. But if she. Trying to manoeuvre through the crowd of people towards the doors for the next stop she found the people just ignoring her quiet ‘Excuse me please…..excuse me…can I get past…excuse me.’ Until in her anger she poked the man in front of her who was blocking her way and hadn’t moved and shouted. ‘Move out the bloody way you prick.’ Fifty odd pair of eyes all looked at her as the man moved and she reached the doors just as they opened. Rushing out of the crowed train she ran up the station.