*You’ve spent the past year on your own in a city. It’s clear the city life isn’t for you, c. You work night shifts at a gas station. It’s ten til midnight and you’ve just began your thirty minute break. You’re just walking down a rundown part of the city, when the feeling of being watched overwhelms you. A shadow of a massive human, at least 120 feet tall, scoops you into his hand and brings you close to his tan face.

“You have any food on you?” The massive being simply asks, his eyes wide.