It was a cloud day, a very cloudy day. the sky was grey and the rain was drizzling. On the forecast they had predicted blue skys and the sun to be shining high above, but they were wrong. Instead of sun, rain was pouring and just to add to it wind blew and howled. As the weather carried on blowing a single male ran through it all carrying a single bag hoping the fast he ran the faster he could get back to shelter out of the rain. the boy was named ori and when he had originally left, it hadnt been raining, it was just grey clouds. as he was leaving his mum had suggested for him to take an umbrella but he had refused thinking he would be fine "what a fool i was." he muttered to himself as he kept running.
but as he ran he saw an opening to a forest, and since he was new to the city of tokyo and the forest seemed to be leading towards the way he needed to go, he thought it was a shortcut, but he was so wrong. as he ran through it he was regretting it, the floor was slippery from the wet mud and with the rain pouring more now it was getting hard and hard to get through. but soon enough it came to a clearing where a single house stood without a moments notice he went towards it, he had slowed down by now. he was hoping who ever lived inside would allow him to stay just till the rain died down.