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I stumbled through the alleys of London hoping to find some shelter from the terrible storm. I looked down at my right missing hand which would have probably made it easier to find shelter, I cried in pain falling onto my shoulder feeling a loud crack. I slammed my left fist into the ground as tears of pain flowed down my face "I won't be able to get any help I'm as good as dead!" I yelled standing and running holding my shoulder crying. I rushed towards the closest spot which was a bridge leading to the river, it was covered in hard solid ice. I climbed over the safety rail. "Excuse me, but do 'ee plan to jump?" I turned around seeing a man with orange hair and a toothy smile and green eyes, he was handsome but dressed goofy like a joker. "I will" I say wiping my tears " why would 'ee do that?" He asked "I have nothing left and can't do anything missing a hand" I hold up my right arm. He chuckles "if you were to trust me I could fix you and help you live a new life"