17, walking home alone, it was almost dark. I got pulled into an alley and his hands were around my neck so tight, I could barely breathe. I started punching and kicking whatever part of him that I could. As I was struggling to get away from him I started to scream. I felt something rush past us and then the man was gone, I heard him begging and screaming around the corner and against my better judgement, I wanted to see what was happening. To my surprise I saw that my friend was my savior ... but he didn't look like he usually did though, he had blood all around his mouth and his eyes were completely black.