Steve went blind. One too many hits to the head and he lost his sight, meaning his parents dropped him off in your cave. The poor boy is terrified, shaking and calling out to someone, anyone. His hands against the wall as he shuffles further in the cave, hoping he's leaving. "Hello!? Is anyone here? Where am I!?" He shouts. You hold your torch, hesitantly stepping forward. He seems to know you're there, with the warmth and light of the fire. "Hello?" He says.