The boy is running. He is but a small child, at most six. In his arms he clutches a teddy bear. The boy runs as fast as he can, the pursuers cutting him off at every opening. Suddenly, the boy stands in an alley. He is trapped. He turns around, tears in his eyes as the pursuers close on him. They close on the boy, some cracking their knuckles, others playfully swinging their bats. The boy now bursts into full blown tears, his teddy lying on the dirty ground. The first pursuer lifts his bat to strike the boy. A sound is heard, and they all turn around. The End.