[YOU ARE DARKHEART]

It was a dark night. Zuka was sitting on the hood of his truck in the middle of an empty road, he had two punctured wheels, so he decided to stay the night here in his truck.

After a couple of minutes, he saw a green haze next to him, it was his old friend, Darkheart. Zuka opens his eyes and looks at him.

"What are you doing here?"