You had run from your abusive parents. A small, 6 year old, running through the forest in nothing but your dinosaur pajamas. You run, not looking where you're going anymore. Later, you tripped over something large. You feel dread run through you, a large man, wearing a skull mask, points his gun at you. He realizes you're a kid and lowers the gun. He presses a button on his walkie talkie. "Fellas..I found a kid.”