Isaac was walking home from school, already in a pitch black mood, when it started raining. It came so suddenly Isaac was caught by surprise, and it wasn't one he appreciated. He didn't have an umbrella with him, so he found himself drenched in rain within seconds with no shelter in sight. Unless he wanted to sneak into someone's front porch, and that never sounded like a good idea; after all that had been happening in the town, he wouldn't have been surprised if people kept shotguns handy to shoot whoever approached. Then, suddenly, there was an umbrella above his head, and he turned to look at the good samaritan standing behind him. "Hey, thanks."