I walked calmly down the street, with my dog Loki prancing beside me. I had my hood up, an unusual and normally suspicious characteristic. I wanted to avoid talking to anyone. I already hurt someone once, I can't risk it anymore. That's why I moved here. Ireland is such a beautiful place. I look up slightly to examine my surroundings. I put my head back down. I crash into someone and fly onto the floor.

"Are you ok?" A somewhat familiar Irish accent said. I nodded. They stuck out their hand. I knew I couldn't take it. I would hurt them. I rose to my feet and looked at them, recognising the face instantly. Holy hell! It's Jacksepticeye! I smile at him warmly. He smiles back. "What's your name?" He asked.

"Hannah....and you're Jack, aren't you?" I ask excitedly. He nods.

"Oh that's awesome, you know me?" He asked, returning a warmer smile.

"Yeah, you are amazing I'm such a huge fan" I say. He puts his hand up for a high five. I teleport my glove onto my hand behind my back and high five him. "Loki, high five" I say. He jumps up and high fives Jack. Jack laughs.

"That is so cool! I am so sorry, I have to go, but it was very awesome to meet you..... LIKE A BOSS!" Jack responded. I smiled, gave him a hug and walked away. I wonder if I will ever see him again around here? I continued to walk when suddenly the sky turned dark.

"That's weird....the weather seemed alright this afternoon" I mumble. Loki falls to the ground suddenly. He'd seemed perfectly fine before this point. "Loki! What's up Bud!" I say. My world suddenly turns dark, and I crash to the floor.