You were startled awake at a banging on your door. It was the middle of the night. You yawned as you made your way to the door, you opened it while rubbing the tiredness out of your eyes.

But the sight of the guy at the door seemed to wipe that away instantly.

"Hey, um.." Isaac swallowed, he was agitated. His face was bloodied and bruised, and he had a streak of blood running from his busted lip. His hair and clothes were soaked with rain. "I didn't know where else to go.."