It was a dark hour, the dark clouds fogging up the skies as your anxiety slowly worsened. You were by yourself, walking down an empty street, in the middle of nowhere. To your luck, a police car pulled over by you. Relief filled your systems, watching as a tall intimidating man stepped out. He was huge, his ashy blonde hair framing his face perfectly. “Ma’am, I’m gonna need to know why you’re out here so late, and some ID.” He says bluntly.