The night was young, however.. you felt a chill up your spine on this particular day.

You tried to snuggle up in your clothes, but it did little to nothing against the weather.

Then, you saw him. A brown-haired man who seemed to be a doctor, looking over the bridge to see the clear river. The glasses that he had on reflected any remaining light left in the darkness.

His doctor's coat flowed gently in the wind.