[Conrad is quite surprised, and relieved, as he realizes that she's someone he knows. A friendly face. So far he has yet to see anyone he can recognize with any real clarity since he couldn't perceive whoever was chasing him and he can't discern whose body it is that lays strewn out on the ground not too far from them. Even this place, it seems familiar, but he doesn't know where he is. Just some dark back alley where an odd light flickers through the blackness to outline the shapes of buildings surrounding them.]
Please. You have to help... Help him...
[His voice sounds strained and weak, and his eyes are pleading with her. He gestures to the body of the small man with wavy red hair, who was unmoving, and with the amount of blood spilled around him, he was most certainly no longer alive.
Conrad once again tries to get to his feet, reaching for her hand and clutching the wound in his gut, but he falters. Blood just gushes out of him and seeps through his clothes to stain the pavement beneath him.]
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Please. You have to help... Help him...
[His voice sounds strained and weak, and his eyes are pleading with her. He gestures to the body of the small man with wavy red hair, who was unmoving, and with the amount of blood spilled around him, he was most certainly no longer alive.
Conrad once again tries to get to his feet, reaching for her hand and clutching the wound in his gut, but he falters. Blood just gushes out of him and seeps through his clothes to stain the pavement beneath him.]