It was a cold and rainy night, the footsteps of people in a hurry echoed in the water. A little boy was running through the streets, hurt and crying. The little boy was wearing a toy skull mask and was hooded, The drops of blood mixed with the water. The boy cried while running, he looked like he was only three years old. In desperation, the little boy ran and hugged the leg of a person who was crossing that street, trying to hide from the drunk man who was chasing him: his father.