Prologue
She woke up with a horrible headache in the arms of a stranger. This had become a routine for the 17 year old girl. She started dressing up quickly and silently. This was the last time she will be doing this. Let's say she got bored of fooling around. She packed all of her stuff in her bag. The man was still sleeping, propably he had a lot to drink last night. She was ready to leave this crappy motel room. But as she was taking all the money from the man's wallet, she started thinking that as she was leaving town it would be fun to leave something for the police to find. While she was looking around, she saw a half empty bottle of alcohol. She had a lighter in her bag, so there was nothing stopping her to put this whole place on fire. She started emptying the bottle in the room. She lighted up a piece of paper and dropped on the floor as she was leaving the room. She smiled to the receptionist and headed to the exit of the building.

She looked around and took the first taxi she saw. But this time was different than any other time she lefted a city. This time she knew where she wanted to go.