Francis looked downwards as it rained. he didn't mind the rain, it simply got him worried that he might not find shelter before nightfall. he pulled his hood up over his face and began walking back to his mother's vacation home. it was a small cabin in the middle of the forest, surrounded by a lake. thing is, his mother had died two summers ago, and hadn't left him enough money to get back to the city. he sighed, and began the short walk to the lakeside cabin. so many memories...<br/><br/>He was so deep in thought he didn't even hear the angry crowd pass by and a girl running to hide behind a tree until he bumped into her and fell on his butt. he got up out of the mud and dusted himself off, trying to clean his jacket. "Are you lost?" he asked the girl, not noticing how scared she seemed to be of the people who had by now left the area. "The nearest town's a fair distance from here, do you need an escort?" then he noticed her terrified expression. "Ummm... what the heck can you be scared of in a<span style="font-style: italic">forest?</span>"