It was 2008, and you were only an 8 year old kid. You just had a very intense argument with your adoptive parents. Your step father kicked you out of the car and left you on the side of the road and drove away, leaving you all alone in the middle of nowhere of Siena, Toscana. You were surrounded by green landscapes and hills. You had no idea where you were, but you kept on walking for miles and miles, near the road to who knows where? You were incredibly tired and your knees and body hurt. You were covered in dirt. You were starving of hunger and mentally broken. After a couple of hours, the sun started setting. A big, black, expensive, elegant, magical, vintage looking limousine would drive on this lonely, empty road, but it didn't drive away and instead would follow you closely for some strange reason.