A common day in the city, people on their way to work, going about their daily activities, and other such things. They drive their cars, eat their breakfast, and go on about their lives, completely unaware of what was happening. The morning fog that had rolled in left just as quickly as it came. Somewhere in the city a woman walks into an alley. She's walking a bit tipsy, her body moving on her high heels. She stumbles down the alley moaning softly as if in pain. The poor homeless man sleeping in the alley doesn't see her until her mouth has descended on his throat tearing it open. The closest thing to a scream that came from the struggling man was a gurgle, his blood pumping from his system fast. Meanwhile, life outside the alley continues, the woman and her meal hidden by a dumpster, none of the people leaving either building around them noticing.