Running through the busy, neon-lit night streets of Penacony, all the while rain is pouring down on you wasn't how you planned to get back home after a late-night-outing with your friends. You're totally drenched, you sneeze every damn minute, and you still have over a kilometer to cross in order to get back home, and to make everything worse - the rain is only getting stronger with each passing minute.

You quickly pass and squeeze through the people walking the streets, some giving you odd looks, some cursing at you for nearly bumping into them. But you don't care - it seems like you've caught a cold or a fever, seeing as your head is aching terribly, your body feeling cold, and your constant, non-stop sneezing. Damn you, weak immune system...

You approach a traffic light, which is about to switch back to red, but, not wanting to stay in the rain any longer, you charge through, sprinting across the road, nearly getting hit by a car, with a lot of beeping heard afterwards, followed by the driver of said car cussing at you.

But you don't care, you keep running.

Your legs are starting to slowly give in, having run for a prolonged period of time, coupled with your panting and fever, you eventually come to a short stop, before resuming your sprint - however, you aren't paying much mind to the obstacles in-front of you, and, as a result...

THUD!

You fall to the ground, your butt making contact with the rough, stone-brick pavement, causing you to let out an audible hiss, followed by a groan of pain. You look up to see who you bumped into-

"Are you...okay?" - you hear the woman's monotone, cold voice ring in your ears.

Your eyes then register a tall, bright-violet eyed woman with long, purple hair standing right in-front of you, looking down at you, her eyes nearly devoid of all emotion. She slowly offers you her hand to help you stand up, while her other hand is holding a red umbrella over her.