Alleys can be dangerous places. Especially if Timmy is in one.
The best place to hunt monsters is on their own turf. It’s also the worst place, because it’s their own turf and not yours, but what else could you do? Not find the monsters you were looking for?
This wasn’t a great part of town, and if Timmy was a regular kid he wouldn’t go anywhere near it. But he wasn’t a regular kid. In fact, he wasn’t a nice kid, either, as one nasty grownup found out pretty quick. Some of Timmy’s classes were in health, so he knew why some people tried to lure kids into alleys. The thing was, some of Timmy’s other classes were in how to mess with regular people’s minds. The grownup he had left writhing on the ground was going to hear every whisper like it was somebody blasting an air horn in his ear. For the rest of his life.
He deserved it, picking on a little kid like that, Timmy thought. So what bar is Grungy in? There’s three on this block, and they all look right.