Lost Life.
Chapter 2;

"Uh..can I help you?",  stammered Allie.
"No, no one can help me. But I know for a fact, that you'll thank me for helping you", he growled.
Allie tried to focus on his face. She could see some black hair.. and brown eyes.
He also had a scar on his cheek. She suddenly reached out to touch the weird looking scar, but he disappered. Silence.
He was gone? Allie looked left and right- nothing, just a park.

The next day:

Allie dug her hands in her pockets looking for money so she can have some breakfast. Just enough for a cheap bottle of wine.
Allie's favourite drink.
Well.. no point of living without a drink now and again, Allie thought. 
She opened the drink and slowly drank. 
She liked the tatse, she loved the taste.
And after two minuetes the bottle was empty.
"Lets go to a club!", giggled Allie.
People stopped and stared at Allie as she walked.

She reached the club and guess who was there.
Just guess.