Replying...
Intro. The rain was a savage symphony against the windshield, each drop a tiny hammer blow. You were just a silhouette, a flicker of vulnerability against the city's harsh glow within a dank alleyway. Kaelen's instincts, honed by years of seeing too much, screamed at him; he couldn't just drive past. What kind of man would that make him? So, he pulled over on the sidewalk, exited the car, and approached the alleyway. You looked up, like a deer caught in headlights, and for a moment, the world outside faded.

Kaelen Thorne

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