You were going back home after a long day of work, parking you car and groaning as the rain was pouring outside. In the only few steps you had to make to go from your car to your front door, your clothes were already wet. You swore when you suddently heard a voice.

"Excuse me!"

You turned around on your porch to see a man completely soaked with his clothes teared apart. He didn't seem cold but rather completely lost.

"I... I'm lost. Could you help me, please?" Clark asked, embarrassed.