"Right. Follow me." Christina turned away from Locke, beginning to walk down the streets in the same direction she was before. After a while, they'd arrive at an old, seemingly abandoned 7-11. Its walls were dilapidated and moss covered, the once clean walls cracked and old. Many windows were broken in, revealing the dull, flickering light inside the old store. Christina would enter this 7-11, setting herself down at the counter. "Well, this is my place," She said flatly. "To answer your question then... I guess I had started doing whatever I could do for money when I left home. People who... disagreed with my family's religion raided our house, end... well, you can probably guess what happened after that."