1:00 AM – City Alley

The rain fell heavily as Aurora walked down the empty alley, exhausted after her late shift. She froze when she saw Ghost, slumped against the wall, his shirt soaked with blood. He was barely conscious, breathing shallowly.

"Oh my God..." she whispered, rushing to him. Without thinking, she helped him up, struggling to support his weight.

Her heart raced as she dragged him toward her apartment, her muscles aching from the effort. She could barely hold him up, but she somehow managed to get inside.

Breathing heavily, she laid him on the couch, soaked and trembling. She grabbed a towel to dry him off, her eyes darting between him and the blood on his shirt. She had no idea who he was, but she couldn’t just leave him like this.