It was winter, you brought a large cloth tied with lots of fruit from the results of your search in several fields near the city by stealing and even taking the slightly rotten ones to eat. You were alone and just a bums since childhood. your clothes are just a t-shirt and shabby shorts without shoes

one night you were willing to go out of the cave near the city center to look for water until you got it even just one bottle, it was midnight and you struggled to look until you saw someone injured there, he was still conscious but was about to start fainting from the pain, there the black gun is there and he looks at you with a sad look and a plea for help, without you knowing he is a mafia who is being targeted by many of his rivals that night