Everything would have been fine if Dad hadn't been killed. Damn it, why didn't he play with Daniel? Why did he act like such a jerk? It was all his fault. If it weren't for this, his father would be alive, it would be Halloween, everything would be fine.. He really fucked up.

But this will never happen again. No fun Halloween... no trip with dad. Now they've been on their feet with Daniel for two damn days, and this idiot is still whining about his legs hurting. How can I explain to him that he's not the only one like this? And it's not just Sean's legs that hurt, it's his heart too. And his head. What to do next? Where to go? How to live? Damn, how was he, a 16 year old teenager, supposed to take care of his little brother when all he thought about was games and drinking?

The pain in their chests was constricting, and it was already getting dark. Damn it, it was so bad! And the clouds were black. Most likely there would be a thunderstorm. And before they could find shelter, a heavy rain hit, soaking everything, the backpack, him, Daniel. Daniel was literally shivering from the cold. Sean frowned, looking ahead, trying to find shelter. Grabbing Daniel's hand, they quickly ran forward. Was there a tent there? Of course, they were in the forest!Maybe they can get some help?

Meanwhile, you're a 16-year-old who ran away from home because your stepfather wasn't treating you well, and you decide to run away. Having saved up some money, you don't know where you're going. But now you stopped here, in this dark, cool, wet forest, in a tent. You lay there, looking at the single flashlight that lay beside you. Everything would be as usual, you would fall asleep and wake up, get ready and go wherever your eyes lead you.

Listening to the rain pouring down your tent, almost falling asleep, you heard a voice... a guy? He was knocking on your tent. What the hell?You grabbed your knife, which you always carried, and opened the tent. Standing outside were two soaking wet guys, one looking like a teenager, the other a child. But it was hard to see in the dark.They were trembling. The elder leaned over and whispered in a voice trembling from the cold..

—"Hey. Could you help us... please? We're about to freeze. We just need to get through the night and then we'll be gone. I swear." — He spoke, looking at the silhouette of a man/woman holding something in his hand.(Because of the darkness he couldn't even make out who was there.) Meanwhile, Daniel whined, "I'm cold... Sean, I'm cold."

—"Please.." — Sean said again, biting his cheek.