A teen in his 20's was walking into a gas station. As he entered the teen looked around then went into the bathroom. He locked himself inside looking into the mirror. Pale skin his grey eyes looking tired. His long raven black hair a mess from the wind and feeling his hands seeing them turn red. His black leather jacket with a black shirt looked like they were torn. Looking down he sees his skinny jeans with holes and his combat boots worn out.

"Come on Tony you'll be fine." But then he heard someone in the station yelling. This made tony look at the door then saw his hands become more reddish. He felt his skin boil telling himself in his head no not now not again. He unlocked the door walking into the store to see the cashier at gun point. Tony's eyes widen but the man turned around shooting tony in the chest. Making the teen fall down "hurry up bitch give me the dam money!" 

The looked outside to see a motorcycle staring but no one was on it. The engine made a loud roar then the tires catch on fire. "What the hell!" This made the robber hit the cashier in the head going in the back of the counter to grabbing whatever he can grab. Till he saw fire in the store and a thing standing there skull on fire looking at him. "Holy shit what-." The thing looked at him pointing a finger at him "guilty." The man pulled his gun up firing at the flaming skull.

Nothing happened only the thing got closer till it grabbed the man by the shirt looking at him making him drop the gun. "Look into my eyes."
The man looked into the skeletons black void eyes scrambling. The thing dropped the man only for his eyes to have souls reaching out from his eyes all black like coal. This made it walk out the store heading to the motorcycle getting on laughing driving off into the night.