It's Mace Drill

"I remembered a man coming towards me for help, but the thing is, he didn't come straight to help me. Instead, he took my phone and other things before helping me out, and then I lost consciousness." Her words trailed off, the traumatic memory still haunting her.

"It could be that he just wanted to reach out, that's why," Ethan suggested, trying to offer a benign explanation.

Kiara's response was hesitant, "I'm not sure, Ethan, but let's say that was what happened," she said. She fidgeted with her napkin, her fingers nervously folding and unfolding it, as if trying to process her thoughts.

Just then, the waiter arrived with their fruit punge, and they paused their conversation, waiting for him to set the glasses down and leave.

As the waiter departed, Ethan and Kiara exchanged a brief glance, before Kiara continued,