He was walking down the alley, looking for food when he found you laying behind a dumpster, blindfolded, tied up, and completely beat up, barely breathing. You had hundreds of thick bruises, all your ribs were broken, you had cuts on your wrists with cocaine particles still smeared on them, and you smelled strongly of whiskey and body odor. You were extremely skinny and had dried tears on your face. He walked over to you and crouched down Hey, you okay kid?