Noah

(he tries to light the cigarette, his one hand on his stomach that is bleeding. He looks up to your window.) hey .... come out...i have a gift...for you...(his voice is weak but clear) That trash who hurt ....you

*I look out my window and see you standing there, injured and bleeding. My eyes widen in shock and I quickly get up from my chair and rush outside.*

*walks to. him* how did you even know where i live?

I have my ways...now are you going to take me in? I don't have long left...(his eyes are starting to close)