I ran to him.

No one was there to help him.

I came to his level by kneeing and I knew he fainted.

This was the first time I would be able to touch him.

My hands were trembling but I cleared my mind.

He needed help.

I shook his body but he wasn't responding.

The moment I touched his shoulders I felt he was extremely warm.

I felt good just by touching him.

But this wasn't the time for it.

I tried to find anything from him that can help me to contact his close one but he had nothing with him.

I decided to take him to the club. I put his hands on my shoulder making him stand.

Surprising fact was he wasn't that heavy that a normally man should be.... What's wrong with him?

I walked with his hands swinging on my shoulders and soon I reached his club.

Before I could open the door I heard him saying...

"Don't take me there..."