A group of us were walking home from the Bier Stube my senior year at OSU. We were headed north on High Street when we ran into a couple hoodrats in front of Taco Bell looking to sell some weed. My buddy decided that he wanted to take these guys up on their offer and started a conversation with them. I was too busy talking with the other people in the group to hear the details but it turns out these guys convinced my friend that in order to get the weed he needs to go back to their place up the street. My friend is pretty drunk at this point and is determined to find some weed so he agrees to go with them. I didnt want to leave my friend drunk and alone with these thugs so I decide to go with him. We walk East on 5th Ave into the hood, make a couple turns and end up in this crackhouse. Everything was fine for the first couple minutes, they were talking prices and it looked like we would be in and out in a couple minutes. As soon as I thought it was done and we could get the hell out of there this little, scrawny black man in sweats and Jordan jersey comes storming down the hall screaming at the two guys that brought us back to the house. He reaches the front room that we are in and he's convinced that my buddy and I are cops. He's going on and on about how we cant be trusted and is getting into a screaming match with his friends. He finally says that he's going back to his room to get his knife, as soon as this happens my buddy and I run towards the door. The two guys that brought us back to the house tried to grab us but were much smaller than us so we basically threw them to the floor and took off. We were just out of the house when MJ started yelling and telling us that he was going to shoot us. I looked back and he was chasing us down the street, we made it to East 5th and got down to High Street. I dont know how long he followed us before he gave up.