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Matt sighed as he walked down main street. Mello had run out of chocolate, again. Sure, Matt was willing to do anything for Mello. However, 5 trips to the store in less than 3 days, was kinda ridiculous. Matt turned the corner as he pulled out a cigarette. He fumbled in his pocket as he tried to find his lighter.
"Damn it..." His walking slowed as he continued to dig through his pocket. He walked passed a restaurant, and suddenly felt himself being grabbed from behind. Matt's eyes widened as he felt an arm wrap around his waist, and a cloth pressed to his mouth. He tried to scream, but it came out muffled. He struggled, but his body soon stopped responding. His vision began to go black, as he fell towards the ground. Strong arms wrapped around him, as he looked up to try to identify his attacker, but the face was blurred, and all he saw was an evil smirk, and cold eyes.