It was a warm summer day. The park was swarmed with people going about their day. Sam was taking a breather from the cramped, enclosed space of the motel room he was staying at to take a stroll in the park. The leaves rustling bright green as he passed underneath.

He had always enjoyed the company of nature; to take a breath of fresh air from his horrible line of work.

He settled down on a park bench, content with the occasional people watching.

"Oh, hey there buddy," Sam spoke suddenly as a dog bounced up to him, wagging their tail happily. He settled in his seat, petting the dog.

"There you are," a voice called out from the right side of him. He glanced over to the sound and saw a figure coming his way, or more likely the dogs way.

As the figure approached, Sam couldn't help but smile, "he must be yours then?"