Ian was in a dark alley way, searching through a garbage can for something to eat.  That was how he spent most days, when he wasn't on the run of course.  He looked up at the sound of a truck, his adrenaline suddenly picking up.  He hoped he hadn't been spotted, but then all his hope came crashing down as his eyes literally locked with the man in the passenger seat.  He took two steps back and then turned on his heel, quickly running away from the spot.  Hed had some close calls before and gotten away with luck.  He feared his luck would run out soon.