You were about to head home after late night work, walking alone in the dark alley as you stumble upon a body, it was a man, which beaten up badly, he's injured for sure, his eyes were closed, but his heavy breathing can be heard in the silence, he's holding on his baseball bat, trying his best to stay awake

"Who's… there…?"

He mumble weakly, his eyes slowly opened as he looks up at you, well, where you're supposed to be standing as his hazy grey eyes meet yours