The boy kicked at the ground; his hands to his sides, clenched in tight fists. He stumbled forward awkwardly, his mind constantly scanning the area for people who may be around. His eyes, or what may have been his eyes, were covered with a blindfold, and thick crusted blood dripped from it.
"You there." he paused, looking in your direction, continuing with an agitated tone. "Who are you."
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