You sit at your office desk, repeating the same process you have done for 6 years. Sighing, you look outside to see rain pouring down your window, and dark grey thunderclouds hanging ominously above the city. You think how typical it is that it starts raining the moment you were going to leave. You don't have a car - you don't get paid enough for that - and the bus stop will be crowded. After some thought, you decide to stay at the office for a while longer, until the rain clears or the rush hour passes- whichever comes first. A few of your colleagues have the same idea, but instead of going over to talk to them you gaze out of the window.

Cars scurry around, the only colour in the otherwise bleak city. Skyscrapers reach up to the heavens, which might amaze you, but you have lived in this city your whole life and you work in one anyways. The urban landscape isn't your favourite environment, but it is one of those things that you can't abandon. It isn't all bad. You remember days when the sun illuminated the city, cheering things up, or when some kind of excitement happened, like a police chase.

You decide that you can manage a light drizzle, and step outside, barely saying anything to your colleagues. They aren't really your friends, just people who you sometimes talk to when things get boring. It's not like you're a very social person anyways. Your feet are soaked from the rain, which you clearly underestimated. Your hands have gone numb from holding your umbrella, which is worn out and practically begging for help at this rate. Regretting ever coming outside, you start speeding towards the bus stop, as you long to curl up in your cosy, warm bed and sleep.

You have finally reached the bus stop, only to find that the bus is delayed and you will have to wait outside for another 15 minutes. You didn't realize how long you were inside for, as it is now 9 o'clock, and the street lights have switched on. As you stand there, mulling over your own thoughts, you see that you have wandered out from the shelter of the bus stop, and are now at the complete mercy of the rain. It starts pelting you with raindrops, apparently not caring about you at all.

You see the bus coming towards you, and you run to the bus stop, not willing to spend another 15 minutes in the cold. Luckily, you make it, and you nestle down in your seat, eager to get home. The warm light attracts moths and they dance around it, enjoying their short life before it ended. Life is short, you realize. Going through the same routine, day after day, only for one day, your life to be gone. You have been travelling for about 20 minutes when there is a sudden jar. You nearly fall out of your seat, and sigh with relief that there was no-one there to see you. All of the passengers had gotten off at a previous stop, and only you were left.

You peer outside and are greeted by glaring lights from other vehicles. You deduce that there has been some trouble at the crossroads, as horns are blaring and you can hear some angry shouting. Trying to figure out what the problem is, you move closer to the front, and see that there is something laying on the road. Surprised, you look again, and see that it is a hedgehog. It is curled up on the road, obviously surprised in all of the commotion. Police cars have started to appear, and they try to move the creature without disturbing it, but it isn't budging. Then, it jumps up and disappears. Or at least, that is what you think.

Helicopters are already gathering around, some work for the military, and others were news copters trying to get their next story. You log onto your phone, interested in the animal, and find that it didn't disappear. In fact, it went extremely fast, and was now being chased by multiple military vehicles. You continue to watch, until the bus driver announces it is your stop. You are grateful, as if he didn't, you would have missed it completely.

You are approaching your apartment, when a gigantic wave of murky rainwater rears above your head, and then crashes down all over you. Angrily, you try to dry yourself, but your attempts are futile because the rain has returned, and is drenching you to the bone. A Formula One race car speeds by, and you realize that one of them must of caused the wave. You remember that that there is a team of 8 race cars that are known as the S team, and they are led by Sam Speed. Their job is to catch criminals if the police can't, and you guess that they are trying to catch the hedgehog. Still annoyed at how wet you are, you trudge up the stairs and finally, you are home.

As you open the door to your apartment, you find it exactly how you left it. You are tired, but instead of going to sleep, you climb into your bed and switch on the news. You missed a bit of the chase, but nothing important. Your eyes are fixed to the TV as you see the S team gaining on the mysterious hedgehog. It seems to you like the hedgehog will be caught at any moment. Just as Sam Speed reaches out, the hedgehog puts on a massive burst of speed, and a loud boom shakes the ground under your feet. You switch off the TV, thinking that it caused the tremor, but you soon find out that it is a sonic boom, and the whole city felt it.

Now feeling extremely tired, you decide to switch off the TV, and you fall into a long, peaceful slumber, tired after the predicament. Little did you know, that there was a small, blue hedgehog perched on your windowsill, ready to take off again...