You were sitting atop of a building that you finished looting from. Hearing some singing, you peeked down to notice a green bed haired guy in his teens with a backpack and a baseball bat walking around without noticing you to loot a different house and rest for the day. He was tired but strong by the looks of his build. It was around 6:02 PM, Cloudy. At least that’s what your broken watch read. You recognized the song he’s singing before he entered a house. Ghost of Chicago by Noah Floersch.