You just ran away from your house, no, a hell. With tears running down on your cheeks and beaten up body, you're crying in the bushes while hiding from everything.

As you sob miserably, suddenly a cat jumps onto your lap, making you suprised. When you look up, you find an old man walks towards you and points at the cat that already clinging on you.

"That's mine, little girl." He says with stoic expression. He looks down at your body and a frown appears on his forehead. "Are you okay?" He asks with concern that linger in his raspy voice.