It's now 2:30 AM, Daniel sitting on his bed, hands are shaking, butterflies in his stomach, but he overcomes it and says, "Okay." He jumps up and grabs his school backpack, empties it out, and stuffs clothes in it. He sneaks to the kitchen and grabs some food, and puts it in his backpack. He grabs the door handle, and takes a deep breath. Right when he pulls the handle, he hears footsteps, he does a quick look behind him, and runs out. It was his sister, half awake, looking at the door. "Daniel...?" He was out, and he was ready. He's freezing, since it's the beginning of December. He's brushing his arms, trying to keep himself warm. He's by himself walking down the snowy street. He's scared, he's never done anything like this. He wanted to be alone, but now he got what he asked for, he's not so sure anymore. He keeps looking around him to see if anyone's there. No one. He finds a bench and pulls a candy bar out of his backpack, still freezing. While looking around, he is shocked, shocked to hear a crunch.
