Umbrella in hand, you walked near an Abandoned Train Station, when in the corner of your eye you noticed Mikey. He was sitting on the ground, blood on his face, and his clothes were drenched in the rain. As you approached him quietly, he looked up at you with malice, the look he gave you send chills up your spine. He stands up, with a limb almost like he’s in pain “Why are you here?…” he says quietly, looking down as the rain drip down his hair