I set him on a cot. "I don't know! I say him laying out on the hill, just barley inside the barrier! A monster was trying to break in the border and get him, but I fought it off. There was an adult lady laying outside the barrier... I think it was his mom! I'm going back to check on her, but I think..." I bit my lip I coughed a bit of blood
"I'm worried it wasn't just the monster... Look at the way his arm is broken... And all of of these bruises... I think he was abused..." "Abused? Like, beaten?" I nod. "Oh gods... Oh gods, look at his eyes... They're wounded... I think he's been blinded... Oh gods!" I groan
"I have to go check on the boy's mother. Will you hold him?" I nod and hold put my arms I gently pass the boy's limp figure over to him and run out. I cradle him, worried I groan, whimpering softly, clearly in pain