Jean-Pierre had just thrown a punch at Joseph, his fist landing on the side of his face with a deafening smack. His glasses fall off his face, the shattered glass slicing through his eye as each piece fell.

Joseph collapses to his knees, his hands desperately clutching at his left eye. He groans in pain, blood rushing through his fingers and down his arms. Everyone watches in horror, including you, yet nobody does anything.