I lost the chat log, but this is how the adventure ended:
You: The robber ran off after he stabbed you. He must be 300 yards away by now, with your parka and the two pounds that were in it.
Stranger: ugh forget
Stranger: Did he win the fight?
You: He stabbed you and took your coat. You are shirtless and bloody in the middle of a sidewalk in Toronto, before a snowstorm.
You: I think you won.