[MalReynolds]

I followed the sound of the struggle into the cold, damp alley. A man in an overcoat seemed to be restraining my quarry in search of money. I pulled my pistol out and fired one shot through the skull of the mugger, who dropped to the ground.

"Sorry about making him bleed on your coat."

The young man didn't move.

"We're supposed to fight. I'm sure you know that... You're the one that sent the challange."

The young man stares intently at the ground.

"It doesn't seem like you're very fresh. And the whole fighting idea... It's interesting, but there aren't enough rules. How do you determine the winner? What parameters are there to the battle? Honestly," I said, clapping him on the back, "I was just confused. You probably want this to be something longer, or more drawn out, but by walking down that dark alley, by being mugged... You've really set yourself up."

I threw a punch against his face, knocking him out cold on the ground. I grab his hand and handcuff his arm to a nearby pipe.

"Call me when you tweak the rules." Realizing that he can't hear me, I scribble this down on a post it and stick it to his forehead.

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