[He doesn't know what happened. First, he's crouching in the shadows, thinking of how much he'd love to hurt this stupid homeless guy. This human. Next, he's standing in the middle of the alley, wet and panting, standing over the guy like he's about to go in for the kill. As the black filters from his vision, the man's eyes are wide and scared. But there's something else he sees in those eyes - wisdom and kindness he tries to pretend he doesn't see. The guy doesn't even try to fight back. It makes him uneasy, makes him shake with his own fear and ebbing adrenaline.]
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Leave us alone, you dumb old guy!