"Sir! Wait- please! You've got to help me." Catching his breath and standing doubled over, a boy about 18 had just run up to the balding man from one of the side streets branching off of the main road.
Jack Doss looked small for his age, most likely due to the horrendous conditions of his living environment since the outbreak of Virus C-284. His dark hair highlighted his paling skin, and his frame suffered from malnourishment. His blue eyes appeared to be the strongest thing about him, staring intently into those of Dr. Pecker.
"Please help, sir. My mother," he pleaded.
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