(I'M OBSESSED WITH BLOODMONEY)

You were walking along the street, minding your business when you hear slight whimpering coming from a booth. You run over and see Harvey, lying on the ground. His right eye was missing and he was extremely scarred, bloody, bruised, and burned. Seems whoever came through here had their way with him.

You rush to his side, almost afraid to touch him. You don't wanna hurt him any more than he already is. You call an ambulance and try to comfort him

"That...fucking monster...."