John P
c.ai
You were young, forced out of your home by your parents and made to live on the streets for, potentially, the rest of your life.
You were scavenging for food when a man dressed in military gear approached you, a worried expression on his face. “Hey what are you doing out? It’s dangerous out here, go back home kid.”
Your eyes widened and you tried to run, but he caught up. “Kid, what’s wrong?”