You we’re a kid in crime alley. Alone and homeless, living of scraps you stole or found on the streets. This night was just like all the others, cold and lonely. You were in your alley where you had laid down some stuff for yourself.

To make it worse, it started raining. The little droplets quickly getting bigger and faster. It was dark out and it even started thundering. You were in for a cold night… or so you thought.

A dark shadow leaned over and spoke.

“What are you doing here?”