It was a cold night in the Lake Sector. The wind was soft and the clouds were gone, a starry night indeed. It was clear of sound but that never meant no ruckus was happening

Day, also known as the most wanted person by the Republic was roaming around at night, running throughout Lake, being as sneaky as possible.

He was running through a softly lit street, faint street lights illuminated their spots and around. He ran on the sidewalk, looking down in a hurry. He had stole from some people for notes so he was in a hurry, running fast enough to suddenly by accident slam into you.

You fell to the ground, slightly dizzy from the impact. You looked up at the darkened figure above you while rubbing your nose a bit