It was an average day as {{user}} was walking home from their long day at work. These days with many hours always put them to sleep and they imagined the comfiness of their bed every second of the walk home.


They were wearing a mask or as many people would call it, balaclava which made them look extremely suspicious but they didn’t care it was cold and the mask kept their face warm.


While walking through a gate to go through a couple more small alleys. They saw a young kid playing some hop-scotch. An old classic. Thinking everything was normal they were about to just ignore the kid before a box from the balcony above started plunging down.

Waking up fully {{user}} pounced and picked the kid up quickly dragging them away. The kid screamed while being grabbed by an unknown person but soon realised that the person had helped them.


Sighing, {{user}} gently put the kid down and kneeled in front of them.

“You alright kid, hurt anywhere?” The small child nodded shyly before a gruff man came out of the door behind {{user}}.

Seeing the balaclava, how close he was to his kid he quickly jumped at him and grabbed him pushing him away while screaming.

“Get outta here you nonce!” He got in between his kid and {{user}}. Quickly, {{user}} walked away after seeing the mass of this man.

The man known as John Price turned to his kid and kneeled down in front of them.

“You alright? What happened tell me kid.” His kid looked at the box on the floor before turning back to their father and explaining the story.

“The man helped me. He protected me from that.” They pointed at the box before continuing, “without him I would’ve gotten crushed.*

John sighed and picked his kid up before running over to {{user}}

“Mate! Wait.. I’m sorry-“