It was raining. It was always raining in that place. I tried to ignore the torrential downpour as I searched The City for Roxas, but it was difficult. It wasnt just because it was starting to seep through my clothes, and plastering my hair against my face. It was because it reminded me of home, and the night I left. The night I abandoned my two best friends in favor of the darkness. And how I could never let myself be in their presence, their light, ever again.