“I never believed in things that are eternal.

It is raining, the night dark and stormy, the thunder roaring along with the lightning flashing. She walks in the rain, hands in her pocket, her head covered with her hooded parka and she is soaking wet. Little did she know she was being followed, her steps quickens as she hears the splashes of water trailing from behind her. A hand grabs her and twirls her around, "You."