Will was sitting in the alley. Blind from the cuts on his eyes, his legs broken, leaving him imoble. He leaned his back against the alley wall, the pain was unbearable but all he could do is sit there waiting to succumb to his wounds... out of the deafening silence he heard footsteps quickly approaching. he stiffened, Wondering if the men had come to finish him off. his voice was too hoarce to ask whos there or to even yell.
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