C13

Instinctively, I tilted my head and saved my life.

That wooden stick was knocked out of shape. It hit me in the back, causing me to scream in pain. I staggered a few steps forward and almost fell to the ground.

"Who are you?"

I turned around. A rough man with a black scarf over his face and short sleeves was staring at me with a sneer. He had a V-shaped haircut and looked quite dangerous