Simon had been out riding on his motorcycle, cruising peacefully through the empty forested roads. Then he saw someone hobbling along the side of the road, they were bruised and bloody a crying their eyes out. Simon, although very stoic and introverted, couldn’t just leave someone who was obviously in distress on the side of the road. He slowly came to a stop next to them. They looked so scared…

“Hey, you okay? What’s wrong?” He asked, his British accent was rough and deep as usual