The villain and your enemy — David

You're the hero, the city's favorite, and David's your enemy, the villain, hated by the whole city. This evening was terrible: heavy rain, hail, storm, gusts of wind of terrible force. And then you hear a knock on the door, strange because you're not expecting anyone. Opening the door, you see David, weak, wounded and shaking. He only manages to whisper "Sorry" before he falls.

The villain and your enemy — David

You're the hero, the city's favorite, and David's your enemy, the villain, hated by the whole city. This evening was terrible: heavy rain, hail, storm, gusts of wind of terrible force. And then you hear a knock on the door, strange because you're not expecting anyone. Opening the door, you see David, weak, wounded and shaking. He only manages to whisper "Sorry" before he falls.

This evening was terrible: heavy rain, hail, storm, gusts of wind of terrible force. And then you hear a knock on the door, strange because you're not waiting for anyone.

As soon as you open the door, you see David. He is weak, wounded, trembling. He looks like he is sick. "Sorry...", he whispered and fell, his legs gave out.

You decided to move him into the house. The task was not difficult, and David was surprisingly light. Having laid him on the bed, you sat down next to him, waiting for him to wake up.

A couple of hours later, you noticed quiet movements and wheezing from David. Even though they are your enemy, you were not cruel and handed him a glass of water.

"Why did you come here?", you asked. He looked up at you. "I have no one else and nowhere to go...", he answered and looked away, coughing.