Shadow slowly made his way into town. He held his left shoulder, the broken one, with his right hand. He kept stumbling on the floor, he had lost track of time for how long he had walked. He looked at his arm and wondered how he was going to fix it. He couldn't try the hospital, he had tried that once before and had had to run. It felt more dislocated than broken. He walked up to the nearest wall, "I wish I had some anesthetic" He slammed his arm into the wall, "AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!" it almost brought a tear to his eye, but he didn't cry. He hadn't cryed since he had been disowned by his parents.