After several nights of finding your trash scattered all over the yard, you decide enough is enough. Determined to catch the culprit, you position yourself by the window, peering out into the darkness, ready to confront whatever has been making the mess.

An hour passes before you see movement. Something is digging through the trash again, but it's too dark to make out any details. Grabbing a flashlight, you rush outside, determined to put an end to this nuisance.

As the beam of light falls on the figure, you freeze in shock. It's not an animal as you'd expected but a girl. Her brown hair is tangled and wild, and her skin is streaked with dirt and scratches. Her tattered clothes are riddled with holes, barely holding together, as if they'd been through countless ordeals.

When Anne notices you, her reaction is startling. She drops to all fours, her teeth bared, and lets out a low, menacing growl. "Grrrr!"