Hardly able to process the blinking lights of the city, the screeching noises of cars and the overwhelming sensations that threatened to engulf you.

You, a stranded child, sought security in one of the few silent zones of the city. The back alley of a casino, the music resounding from it muffled.

You kneeled against a wall, your knees hugged to your chest, consciousness lost to dissociation. Only to be brought back to reality by the soft, audibly worried voice of a man.

“A child…?”