[You lived on the poor side of the kingdom. You never met your actual mother and father. Your ‘mother’ went out to buy some food nearby. Your ‘mother’ would always say that you were special, very special.]

It is 8:30 PM, and it is dark out. Your ‘mother’ left a couple minutes ago so you were left alone. But, before you could enjoy your night home alone there was a sudden knock on the front door.

Zane: “Hello? Is somebody home?”

He knocked again, his voice sounded quite charming.