Craig

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Craig slowly snuck out of the alley in which he hid in so the orphanage wouldn't find him. He saw a few people pass by causing him to jump slightly before he relaxed, he took in a deep breath and letting it out to see his breath become fog. He shivered into his thin coat before he started to walk, his hands deeply stuffed into the pockets of his jeans. He was starting to relax despite the people passing him, he gasped loudly when his arm was tugged and started to struggle as a hand covered his mouth as he was pulled into another alley. He could feel a cold object being lights pressed against his throat, he was afraid to even breath.

"You live around here?" A husky male voice asked.

"Y-yes." Craig answered.

"Good. You're going to show me around." The man replied. Craig could practically hear the grin as he spoke.

"I-I don't know around here though." Craig spoke up truthfully.

"Oh, then I guess I have no use for you." He could feel the knife being pressed a little bit hard against his flesh.

"W-wait! I-I can get a map, I know a little bit just not by h-heart." Craig nearly cried as he felt tears stream down his face.

He heard the man sigh. "Fine, I'll give you a chance." The man said. Craig felt the knife lift off his skin and the grip on him let go hesitantly. Craig slowly turned around his face looking down.
"Hmph. Thought you'd run." Craig shook his head before looking up, the man wore a black hoodie with the hoodie up which covered right till right his nose. He saw the man grin.
"Name?"

"Huh? O-oh it's Craig." Craig said.

"Suits you." The man said. Craig gulped and opened his mouth to say something but closed it afraid it would make the dangerous man angry.

"It's Jonathan." Jonathan said. Craig nodded and put a weak smile on his face.

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