Hidden in the Shadows, Evil Lurks. There comes a new challenge. He doesn't wear a balaclava, Seeing a face is part of the Game. Ignorance approached, Catatonisch Psychopathy makes way, Lust murder rises high. Bloodthirst peaks. Only a matter of silent seconds... He exchanges the shadow in a flash and stands in the light. He clearly enjoys the incomprehension in those eyes. He doesn't speak. Makes nou sound. No sign of Humanity, Persistent silence makes people afraid and crazy Iron enters the flesh, Then turn after each other. There in the park a lamppost illuminates the scene, Everything can be different... in a second, And that's what happened. Tbe victim switches roles. He opens his coat to show: There is nothing wrong with him, He is wearing a bulletproof vest. Within a second, he pulls a gun and points. No Ceremony. No tough talk. This time he has the wrong one, 8 bullets. Point blank range. ...Isn't it Strange, how things can Change?