I walk down the street,turn into a alleyway,and run into a gang of nasty looking Drawings.One smiles and says,"Hey,dude.We are here to kill you."
I punch a aquamarine Seawing in the jaw,and sprint in the other direction.Of course, they chase after me.After a couple of blocks,I am wearing out,and they aren't relenting the chase.I duck into a pub,and with a flurry of apologies, push through the crowd.I exit the pub,and then hail a taxi.