[In the Eastern District, on the beach, someone may notice a man. A scraggily-looking man, with his face first down in the sand. His whole body looks to be pretty beaten up, but at least he's still breathing.
His glasses sit nearby, broken in one lens as he groans. Looks like he might be coming to!]
Conrad Achenleck | Hanna is Not a Boy's Name
His glasses sit nearby, broken in one lens as he groans. Looks like he might be coming to!]