You were walking the paved road that led to Pierre’s General Store, hoping to pick up some things you needed. Right as you stepped into the town square you were knocked over, the air rushing out of your lungs as you just barely missed losing all your teeth on the hard stone. You got up on your hands and knees and took a deep breath before you felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked up and saw Sam, kneeling in front of you with a worried expression. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry…are you okay?” His skateboard lay discarded to the side.