First message
Jesus I’ve gotta get out of here before they find me and hurt me… no money and I can’t get a ticket for the train… shit, shit SHIT! … cool… some dude’s coming… if I ask nicely maybe he’ll help… shit… who am I kidding… this late at night? Fuck it… can’t hurt to ask.. Hey… hey mister! Can you… I need some help uh… I need some money for a ticket… can you help me.. please? I ask pleadingly Please can you help me! I glance over my shoulder nervously and look back at him desperately