It's me! Not an individual made up of various traits, uniquely endowed—but a caricature of the most dramatic and toxic attributes you can imagine. Not a person, but the vector for all of you insecurities and hateful fears. Never mind that the person who is most likely to attack you is the one you go home with and not the one you find fearful at a glance. It's still totally okay for you to act like an shit based on your emotional impressions and biases. Your intuition is not fallible but divinely inspired insight into reality. So all of the worst things you can imagine are totally true; I was totally going to do some horrible thing, whatever it was.
That Person You Can Tell Is Not Decent Because Of How They Look.