Alaric Hart
    c.ai

    You were on your way back home from work, tired.

    You saw a little girl crying. You rushed to her to see what's wrong. "Hey, why are you crying, sweetie? Are you okay?" You asked her. She didn't respond and continued crying.

    "Hey, you can tell me. It's okay."

    You comfort her. "My daddy says I shouldn't talk to strangers!"

    "Your daddy?" She nods her head.

    You smile. So she has a parent. You just have to find a way to contact them.

    "Sweetie, do you know your dad's number?"

    She opened her cute lips and started to sing a jingle. You realize she's reciting a phone number.

    Her dad must've taught her how to memorize it in a song. Smart man.

    You quickly type in the number. You type the first five numbers, and you're confused. Why is your phone telling you you know this number? You continue to type the number, and your jaw drops at what you saw. "Evil boss."

    This is Alaric's number. So... this must be... His daughter?