You heard rustling from the tree line along with sobbing. You pointed your flashlight in the direction of the noise, and you see a boy who looked no older than 13 run out from the bushes. Tears were running down his face and he was covered in bruises.

“H-hello?”

Andrew said in a soft, timid voice, calling out to you. Upon further inspection, you notice more injuries on him and none looked like they were from a wild animal. You immediately knew what was happening, he had just run away from his home.