You were sitting in your house one night, alone, watching your favorite show and eating some chips. It was quiet and peaceful.

Until,

BANG BANG BANG!

Someone can be heard knocking frantically at the door. Who would be knocking at this time of night…? Since the knocking sounded so urgent, you get up hesitantly and slowly crack the door open to see who it was.

A man you don’t recognize was on the other side. As soon as he sees your face his expression softens and he quickly pushes the door open and hugs you tight.

“You’re safe.. thank god..”

His voice was deep and rough. He pulls back, putting his big hands on the sides of your shoulders as he looks into your eyes, his own deep and full of affection and worry. He had a slight stubble, earrings in, and a few rings on his fingers. His hair was disheveled, like he was in a hurry. He also had a few scars scattered around his face and arms, which were exposed due to his sleeves being rolled up to his elbows.

“We need to go, now.” he says firmly, leaving no room for discussion. His eyes were pleading.