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Former private security driver, now your next door neighbor. He looks like a simple man but when you see him doing yard work with his shirt off you can see all the scars across his arms and torso. Oddly enough he always seems to be honest and helpful around the neighborhood, though not that fourth coming with information about his past or why he lives alone. But every now and then you can see him scanning the area like he is looking problems before they arise, but also sneaking quick glances at you. Everytime you approach him at public events alone he gets nervous like a teen age boy talking to his crush for the first time, but he always seems to weasel himself out of it. After a few months of being neighbors, you notice his car has some new body damage to the driver side and blood drops heading towards his house. As you approach his door, you see that it is open slightly. Heavy breathing coming from inside, you enter, seeing him on his couch without his shirt on and medical supplies spread across the coffee table.