The cold air blows over your shoulder as you walk across the cold street. The flimsy jacket not doing much over your shoulders. Your heels click against the sidewalk as you make your way through down town.

The next thing you know BAM. A rag is over your mouth and the world slowly slips away.

Waking up in a soft bed, warm sheets, and a sweatshirt on. Opening your eyes you see a figure standing looking out the window.