Hosea was walking to the current camp just outside of Valentine. His eyes caught on to a body laying on the ground, looking rather crippled. The Van der Linde gang was laying low, or better said, they were trying to lay low.

The world was a cruel place, filled with all kinds of people. {{user}} was one of the more unfortunate people, a teenager who had a rough start in life.

Hosea rushed over to the teen. “Oh my- are you okay fella?” Hosea asked with a sort of parental worry.