"Just hold on," He says, waiting for you to wrap your arms around his waist before he stars driving. You'd never been on a motorcycle, which did make you a bit nervous, but you went along with it nonetheless. After a while, you come up on a clearing, near a cliff.

You climb off of the motorcycle, following him as he sits down near the edge and lights a cigarette. You can see the lights of a nearby city below. The view is almost entrancing.

"I really like coming up here. It just feels so isolated, like I'm free up here," He pauses and glances at you. "But I'm glad you decided you'd come. I don't really know what else I would have done.