(I realize this is kinda over done with fan fics, but we would all like for something like this to happen am I right? This is heavily inspired by My Little Dashie and might have elements from it at times, but go easy on me man, it's my first story.)

The story is told through the eyes of a 23 year old man living in Detroit in 2010, with a dead end life. One day he finds a blanket on the ground with something under it. And something is under it.