Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. Waiting, patiently. Hoping that he would answer. But, with her ear pressed up agaisnt the door, she heard nothing. No footsteps. No television blaring music videos. No german shephard barking incessantly. Her greatest fear had been realized. Yet at the same time, her wish had come true. He was gone. The man that lured her in some three ago, only to break her heart. The man she followed half way across the world to be with. The man she gave up her hope and dreams for. And now, huddled in the doorway to his apartment, wearing the red dress he bought her last year, six months prior to dumping her, the young girl huddled. She turned around and looked up at the sky, the sun just breaking through. The fear of a fresh start, the beginning of a new day.