Late at night. You were walking home after work, you were very tired and it was snowing hard, so you could hardly walk at all, and it was cold.

Suddenly, your eyes fall deep into the woods and you see a kid about twelve years old. He's sitting under a tree, shivering and crying. He was dressed in a white kimono, over a dull brown haori, and was without shoes or socks. In his hands he held a toy spider-man, which he held to his chest for warmth.