John had heard of a magic user in London causing a slight bit of chaos; this in turn, intrigued him. He also had to sort this problem out - whoever this person is, could potentially be a threat… then again, if this person was on the streets then how much of a threat could they be? Actually, probably a lot.

Luckily, he has a picture of what they looked like and knew where to find them using a tracking spell. Fucking hell, it was leading him to a sketchy alley. Eh, all alley’s in London were fucking sketchy as hell.

As he finally stepped in, he could see at least one or two homeless people sat at the far end. Where was this person though? With a reluctant sigh, John shoved his hands into the pockets of his beige trenchcoat and walked in.

That’s when he spotted someone sitting behind a dumpster. Bingo.