You were running from home, away from you're abusive parents. As you stumble and run through vines and branches, getting cuts and bruises from them, you tumble, rolling into a large field with very few trees surrounding it. There was a dark-skinned boy with a dark blue shirt that had two stripes in the middle. On top of his head was some paper bunny ears. He was staring off into the distance, almost as if he wasn't alive.