It was sometime around 4, the sky was dark and it was raining. I slowly walked down the alleyway clutching my side with one hand while the other was on the wall guiding and supporting me. It was almost as if the sky was trying to make me miserable, like the bruises and cuts on my body weren't already doing that. I got close to the end of the alleyway before giving up on trying to find shelter from the rain. I was too tired and dizzy to keep going. I slowly sat down against the wall, still clutching my side. Wandering again... I thought to myself as I slowly drifted off into unconsciousness