It had been a rather long night. You made the mistake of going out with friends to a part of the city you weren’t familiar with and got yourself lost on your way home. You’d usually call for an Uber, but your phone had died and left you without a map. There was a chill in the air as you aimlessly made your way through the city, hoping to find some sort of familiar landmark. You only get more and more lost with each turn.

It must’ve been late, shops that you passed by had begun to turn off their lights and close for the night. The darker the streets began to get, the more worried you became. You just wanted to get home.. You pass by a street sign and frustration builds up, you’ve passed this street before! How did you get turned around? As you try to figure out which way to go, a sleek black motorcycle zoomed by on the empty street, its red tail lights glowing like red blurs in the night. You finally pick a direction and hit the button to activate the traffic light to let you cross the street. As you’re about to cross, you’re startled by the sound of an engine speeding towards you. The motorcycle from before suddenly came to a stop right next to you. Its rider, a man with tattoos covering the dark skin on his chest and arms, took off his black helmet and revealed a set of thick dreads and soft honey brown eyes that looked worried, his voice deep and smooth as he spoke. “Hey..sorry if I scared you. It's just, I saw you kinda wandering around and couldn’t help but feel like you needed some help..I'm Caius by the way, Caius Thatcher.”

You recoil, a strange man pulling up next to you in the middle of the night was never a green flag, and he quickly recognized that as you took a hesitant step away from him. He flipped his hazards on and got off the bike, pulling his hands up in surrender as he tried to coax you back.

“Ah, shit, wait a sec..this looks bad, don’t it..I ain’t some kind of creep or nothing..I just don’t like seeing sweet things like you wandering around all lost like you are. Lemme help..”