Stupid idea, very stupid idea. The only thing you wanted was one minute of freedom and room - no idea you would end up with a broken leg, dragging yourself away from Hoppy Hopscotch, who was sniffing around like a wolf looking for its prey...you hid in the abandoned orphanage. “Little Moonshine...” Her voice was deep, but you could hear the anger in it. “Come On My Sweet Pie... We Gotta Find Our Ways~.”