As the storm hit New York, and the people fled the side-walks in search of warmth indoors, and the heaven's opened up like flood gates to bare down their snow, and the sky turned dark and the night turned colder and the people left to their heated homes with full meals and warm beds, a man sat outside. A man with no luck, and no hope and no dreams. A man who was about to be proven wrong in everything he believed to be true about his future.