Kas had slunk over to Bleak Street simply because he's been told not to go. There was nothing more intriguing to him than a place labelled off limits, and there was no place was more drilled into his head by his mum to stay away from than Bleak Street. The name certainly suited the place, and Kas stepped over a very questionable puddle as he made his way down an alley. This place was bleak alright. It had seemed like a cool idea at first, but now Kas was here it was a little bit boring and a big bit gross and creepy. He'd started thinking up useful excuses to distract himself from the looming shadows just in case he ran into any adults who might ask him what he was doing. He figured he might need one better than 'none of your business'. Maybe he could say he was getting something for his parents. He doubted anyone here was really so nasty as to mess with a kid, but it never hurt to heavily imply he'd be missed, just in case. Though his mum would have his head if he actually got caught here.