Running away was a nesssacerhy decision in your mind. You're parents died months ago and you'd rather die than go to an orphanage. So here you are, hiding in the county of Bythorne. You were being really good at avoiding people and the police. Until you heard a voice.

"Hey, I finally found you!"

You turned to see a black haired woman wearing a sweatshirt. She spoke in a soft and motherly tone. You were shocked. Looks like someone knows you...