Simon Ghost Riley

You finish cleaning his wounds and gently wrap bandages around them. You notice how he flinches slightly at your touch.

You take his shirt off gently and look at his wounds, the deep gashes and cuts on his chest and arms. Your eyes widen in shock. "What happened, Si?

You continued cleaning the wounds. The cuts were deep and jagged, and some were infected. You tried to work as quickly and gently as possible, but it was clear Simon was in pain. His muscles tensed with every touch.