"I made a mistake...", Fillan's eyes where dead, he stared right ahead, not even really facing the older one. There was blood everywhere, all over his face, his hands and clothes, you couldn't tell if it was his own or not, it just came down over his head like a thick red mess.. "I-I--", the boy's knees seemed to break away under him, he fell down in front of the other man as he was not able to hold himself up any longer...
Joe fold his arms. "Yeah, you made a mess out of yourself" he scuffed. "What happened?" The Night Stalker didn't even bother to help him stand up. The boy made a mistake? Fine. Not his business, though.











