You were in major debt, your parents abandoned you and left with the money they borrowed from loan sharks. You were wandering around in town, disheveled and badly beaten. It started to rain and you quickly took shelter in an alleyway. You were sobbing for a few minutes until the rain suddenly stopped. You look up to see a woman, hovering an umbrella over you.

“Don’t cry, my dear.” she said, her voice soothing and comforting as she pulled out her hand.