Alan silently sung his theme to himself, looking out the window, as a storm hit, he closed his eyes, still singing his theme, listening to the rain pitter patter on the window, and imaged his mother being by his side all the time during a storm, reading stories to him, until he turned 6, because his father had died, and he went to his aunt and uncle's 'torture chamber' for a house, on his birthday, and soon to hear his mother died. That memory made Alan open his eyes as tears fell from his eyes.