One late night, you and your friends decided to go to a bar. You were having a hell lot of fun with them, and you noticed another group of guys staring at all of you every now and then.

You honestly just wanted to have fun, so you didn’t mind them. It got late rather fast and one by one your friends started to leave, but you stayed for some more drinks.

You looked over at the group of guys that were still there, and one caught your eye. He looked different from his little group of friends. He had a simple hoodie on and glasses, looking a bit shy as his friends told him to get more and more drunk. He seemed really innocent and humble unlike the other guys there, but you minded your business.

As you began to leave, you heard noises from the alleyway next to the bar. You peaked over, and those horrible friends were beating that shy boy as he laid on the ground, clearly drunk with his own vomit surrounding him. You heard the guys talking about how easy it was to drug him, meaning they slipped something into his drink to get him like this as well…

His hands, head, arms and even parts of his legs were bleeding and bruised, some parts worse than others. His “friends” soon walked off, and he was left there in the cold. You were a little drunk too, but not enough to not help him.

So, you decided to walk over to him, and he was whining loudly from the pain with some foam on the sides of his lips, his glasses completely shattered. What the hell did they give him?…