Extend the Story - Add a Room

You race up-town, certain there is doom in the air. As you pass a lonely intersection you see a glint of metal in the darkness and bring your Harley to a screaching halt. Leaving it on the street with the club securely in place, you race down the street on foot following the sound of muffled screaming and laughter.

Sure enough, evil was afoot as you come across a gang of bandana wearing teenagers and a wide-eyed, terror stricken female in ripped and dirty clothes. "Evil doers beware," you droll as you jump from the second story fire escape to land in their midst. "Justice is at hand!"

The gang stares at you with incomprehension in their eyes, partly because they can't believe you just threatened them without any back-up and partly because you're dressed like Antonio Banderas in the 1700s.

It takes about 2 seconds for your adversaries to regain their composure before they are reaching for their butterfly knives and guns.

Attempt to grab the girl and run