You were walking around an abandoned town when you heard quiet sobbing. You walked in the house to see a boy, about 15, crying on the floor wounded and bleeding. He was shaking, his knees to his chest as he hugged himself, tears streaming down his face, dripping onto his clothes and the floor. "P-Please... No more... I gave you all t-the supplies I had..." It seemed like he was freshly raided and what you assumed, blind. Due to his white eyes.