9:30 pm, Saturday Night, Gator Manor Balcony.

A noticeably short and suit bearing alligator was standing at the edge of a balcony on an estate that his parents owned. Gazing off into the distance, watching the people move on the streets below, his attention was so completely focused on his peering that he didn't notice a masked tall and lanky figure had snuck up behind him. The figure drew a knife and approached our suited individual. The gazing alligator turned around quickly as his instincts told him that someone was stalking him. Right as he turned around the masked individual slashed the knife he wielded towards our favorite balcony alligator, the knife grazed the victim’s scalie skin, causing him to bleed from his new wound before his reflexes caused him to jump back to get away only to have jumped up and over the balcony ledge where he started to fall to his death, backward. Our jumpy alligator could only grimace with regret, pain, sorrow, and fear, as he watched as the balcony became farther and farther away from him as the wind from his rapid descent, was filling his ears whilst he watched the masked figure watch him from the safety of the balcony that he just fell off of. The falling alligator began to faint before he felt a strong impact on his foot as if something on the wall latched him to the wall by hit foot before the surprise catching of his foot caused the momentum of his body to make him swing headfirst into the wall. Everything faded to black.