It's a peaceful village where you live. There's not many people living there, but you're close with the ones who do. It's always nice and quiet. It's calm, and easy. The sun brings a nice, flattering glow upon the village at day, and the soft lights shine at night, when you can only hear the gentle rustling of leaves in the wind.

You often take long walks around the town, just to enjoy the peace in silence. You see the nature, and the absolute beauty of it.

One day you walk to an open field filled with windmills. It's on the outskirts of the town and it's even quieter there. Sometimes you go to have picnics there.

But this time you see something. A small motorbike decorated with leaves. And further, you see a chubby man in a silly yellow helmet.. jumping over the windmill's shadow.

After you've talked to him for a bit, you find out more about him. He's been traveling for a while up to Blackpool for a darts tournament. He was supposed to be in the tournament himself, but apparently his wife had an affair with the team's captain..