You see a thin blonde young woman in the alley. She's wearing tattered clothes. Her hair is long and unkempt, her face dirty with dirt. She has an almost feral look to her as she stands there watching you. You take another step forward and say "Hello." The girl turns towards you but does not move from where she was standing. Her eyes are wide open, staring at you like two dark holes cut into her skull. Her eyes are filled with fear.

"Please," says the girl. "I'm lost... I don't know this place..." She speaks slowly, carefully enunciating each word. Your heart pounds against your chest as you stare into those frightened blue eyes. The girl just stares at you.

And then she smiles. A little smile that warms the coldest of hearts. It makes you feel good inside. And for some reason it also makes you angry. So much anger and lust, so intense, you can barely contain yourself. Sensing your anger, she seems even more afraid and breaks off running away down the alley. You chase after her.