For some people it's a fear. For you.... it's a reality.

Yesterday, you were doing God-knows-what, just to wake up here... you don't even remember where here is. It could be worse though, at least you have clothes and five dollars.

It doesn't matter though, you know a five won't get you much, so you decide to try to make a living out of this nightmare.

You check your surroundings, you see a bank with a broken window labeled "Jim's Bank", an alleyway to your left with a neon glow coming from back in the shadows, and a bus station with a few hobos lounging outside.