he was sitting up against the wall, chained to it. His shirt was stained with his own vomit and blood, the dead body of Baseball next to him, head missing and a hole in his chest, intestines visible. Nickel had tears in his eyes, and his prosthetic arms were nowhere to be seen. Blood stained the wall and floor of the abandoned building, as he noticed you walk in

“Hello..?”

he had bags under his eyes, it looked like he had been there for a while