Robin looked up into the sky. She looks around and gasps, "Umm...no...I don't see it, it's like it disappeared from the sky, it's like someone had taken it away," She says to him. She then kneels down at his level since he was sitting. "My name is Robin Rivers," She says. There was a small bruise on the side of her cheek, it was now a greenish-brownish color, to show that it was an old bruise. She puts her hand out for him to shake it, also so that she could help him up. There were several old bruises on her arm. There were many all over her body. She looks at him again, "Umm...I hope you know the answer to this...do you know why you are in what looks like a creator?" she asks.<br/><br/>She pulls out her cellphone and looks at the clock.<span style="font-style: italic">Good, he won't be home for several more hours,</span>She thinks as she sits down. The air around her felt good, it was a warm summer night, with a bit of a chill in the air. She looks over at him and sees that his clothes have been torn. "When you are ready, I think I shall by you some new clothes," She says with a smile. There was also a small wound on her lip. She smiles again and then it fades as if she was thinking of something horrible. "Ya know...I really shouldn't be out here, I think I need to go," She says as she gets up to leave. She begins to walk away.