You were a decent member in the gang, but you noticed a man tied up against a tree. He was rarely fed, his head lowered. He smelled horrible. Some members in camp would usually taunt him, and you couldn’t help but feel a little bad for him.

In the early morning, you quietly made your way to him with a cup of water. He jumped slightly when he felt a light poke, but when you offered the water to his lips he slowly drank whatever he could.

You’d have to be careful, and not get caught.