I ran quickly as far as I could before running out of breath and forced to start walking. I panted as I lugged my stuff. A car passed by and then stopped. The window rolled down and I saw a hand gesture for me to come over. I hesitated, but I walked over in a state of curiousity. It was a man in his mid-twenties at the wheel. He gave a smile.

"Meow," teased the man.

I stood there unsure how to respond so I chose not to.

"Need a ride, hun?" the man asked with a grin.

I nodded shyly and walked to the passenger's side unsure if this was even a good idea. I didn't know who he was or what he was capable of. I strapped myself in and looked at him.

"I've never met a woman like yourself, but hey I'll try anything once. Back to my place," said the man.

I froze in my seat. the man must've thought I was a prostitute. Did this guy think even know that I was only 16? He pulled out a carton of fags and held it out to me. I grabbed one and put it in my mouth. He lit it with his zippo and I took long drags and tried to calm down. The man was smoking a fag and steered calmly. He turned on the radio and bobbed his head to the music. Finally, we pulled up into the driveway of some rundown house.

We got out of the car and went into his house. It was a total mess and I felt myself getting sick. The man removed his shirt and threw it on the couch. I had brought my stuff with me and was shaking in axiety. The man wasn't bad looking, but I had absolutely no interest in doing anything. He could be my dad! He struuted towards me and lifted my mask slowly in excitement. His smile melted into a face of shock.

"Shit! You're a teenage girl!" screamed the man as my mask hit the floor.

I stumbled to get my mask and quickly put it on to hide my shameful face. He quickly grabbed his shirt and struggled to put it on.

"Listen, I'm... s-so sorry I didn't know," he stammered as he pulled his wallet out.

He handed me 40 pounds while he sweated bullets.

"Here's 40 pounds if you promise to keep quiet about this mess," he said as he pushed me through the door.

Before I could even respond the door was slammed in my face. I looked at the money in my hand and put it in my pocket. I guess that would be helpful to have. I kept walking unsure where I was going. I ended up spending the night sleeping on a bench at the bus stop. I awoke the next morning to the bus stopping there. I got on the bus and had the money to ride.

The bus took me to London my supposed hometown. That's where I told Diane I was from. I got off the bus and thought to myself and wondered if this was where I would find myself. Maybe it was time to embrace my new identity.

The first thing I did in London was looked for a job. I lied completely about my identity and managed to get a job at a coffee shop. We agreed that if I worked at the shop without any monetary pay they would let me live in the guest room they had. I agreed to these terms. It worked well for me for a while since I could live under the radar practically.

One day I was working in the coffee shop and there is always music playing in the shop. I then heard a familiar melody. It was Faust by my old band. I was pouring coffee and stopped suddenly. I served the coffee to a customer sitting at one of the tables. He looked at me. Then sipped his coffee.

"Is something wrong sir?" I asked.

"Um it's nothing. This song reminds me of someone I knew," said the man.

I began singing the lyrics near the end of the song.

"shigoto no ato ni me ga sameru

nani ka shinakucha

shigoto no ato ni

shigoto no ato ni me ga sameru

nani ka shinakucha

shigoto no ato ni

shigoto no ato ni me ga sameru

nanika chinakucha

shigoto no atoni," I sang.

The man looked at me with an astounded look on his face. He stood up and looked at my face. It then hit me who the man was.

"Noodle?" said Damon.