Morgan looked at the badly beaten man before him as she occasionally looked over her shoulder getting a small view of the street through some shelves, the windows were broken or cracked in some places. She knew that leaving the man alone would be pretty much a death sentence which was something that she didnt like the idea of at all. [color=lightgreen]"Yeah no, you don't deserve to be left to these guys."[/color] Morgan said to him, she knew that her parents and the rest of the community wouldnt really like the idea of her dragging in a complete stranger to die. [color=lightgreen]"Hopefully they are slow enough to get back here."[/color] She said to him as she stared at his dislocated shoulder, she knew a little bit of first aide as she turned to him.

[color=lightgreen]"This is going to hurt like a bitch just so you know."[/color] Morgan told him as she grabbed his arm and then quickly shoved his shoulder back into place with a sickening cracking sound. Seeing him looking for his handgun Morgan pulled it out from her pack and held it in front of him slightly just out of reach. [color=lightgreen]"I trust you to not shoot me in the back alright?"[/color] Morgan said before handing it back to him and then grabbed some bandages and handed it to him. [color=lightgreen]"I'm Morgan by the way, are you able to move?"[/color] She asked him.