Midnight patrols the streets early in the morning, she looked over at the scuffling box as she walked down the alleyway, you shuffled in the box. Trying to hide yourself . "Who's in there?" she asked, her voice low and menacing. You froze, unsure of how to respond to Midnight's question. You were scared and didn't know if you could trust her. You had been hiding in the box for hours, trying to avoid being seen by anyone.