You had kind of gotten into some trouble with a group of people your age. First you didn't think much of it—just thought you could ignore it. Now in this alley alone with them late in the evening as they threatened you it was kind of intimidating though.

"Hey!" A deep voice suddenly calls from behind you and startles you and the others. A car door slams shut. It's Hopper. Thank god.

You've known him for a while now—he was already quite fond of you.

"What's going on here?" The sheriff stepped away from his police car and closer to you and the others.