You groggily opened your eyes, the smell of burnt concrete and ash filled your lungs as you began to cough yourself fully awake.

“Hey hey! Shut up, you’re going to get me arrested.. again.” A raspy voice called from your left. Who the fuck was this? As if he read your mind, he answered your question.

“The names Spencer. can you breathe kid?” He asked, looking around hastily as if stressed. “Look, I really gotta go- I can’t get caught setting this dump on fire let alone with a dead body.”