Alfie sat on top of a train car in the middle of the forest as it had been abandoned when he found it. It was rainy outside, and he sat alone, his little green hood getting soggy from the rain drops. His face was solemn and detered... as if he was lonely or neglected. He held his dragon surf board in his arms, picking at the tape that was peeling up. The rain was damaging it. He let out a soft sigh as he let his feet dangle in the air. No one wanted to play with him...

Will you?...