Sitting alone at the bar one night, Ethan ordered his third beer of the night. He had had a rough day at the office. Papers to file, documents to write, things to do, people to talk to...it was hectic. Probably the most hectic day that he had been through in a long time. For the longest time, Ethan had wanted to start over; do something new in his life. He wanted to be adventurous. "How I wish," he would say, "I could go do something out of the ordinary. The sights and sounds that I could experience. If only I had the chance." That night, a stranger walked into the bar. This stranger was covered in dirt, blood, and God knows what. This stranger sat at the bar next to Ethan. "What'll it be?" asked the bartender. "The strongest thing you've got," muttered the stranger. The bartender understood, and began preparing the drink. Ethan stared at the stranger for a long time. The stranger didn't even notice. Finally, Ethan built up the courage to talk to this person. "Excuse me," said Ethan. "What?" replied the stranger. "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but what is it that you've been doing to get you in a mess like this?" The stranger laughed. "Believe it or not," said the stranger, "I used to be a wild one." "Used to?" asked Ethan. "Yeah. Used to. Not after tonight." This surprised Ethan. This stranger looks like they could take on any and all challenges coming their way. What would make them want to stop all of a sudden? "You wanna hear what happened?" asked the stranger. "Uh-huh," Ethan quickly replied, without even thinking about it. "Alright, here it goes..." [time's up!]