Just like one would expect a summer's night to be, warm from the day's events, this one was as peaceful as one could possibly imagine. It was just a normal walks home from work carrying groceries, nothing interesting about it. Yet, strangely, there was a kid wandering through town all alone. His hands were gripped tightly around the small package he was carrying, clearly a sign of something stolen.

"Hi, excuse me little boy," you gently inquired.