A Homeless man pulls Elyssa into an alley

They were only walking for another few minutes, when out of an alleyway a pair of dirty old hands grabbed at Elyssa's shoulders, pulling her in. Mike quickly turned into the alleyway to see an old homless man grabbing and pulling at Elyssa to keep her still.

He was in completely tattered clothes that were covered in dirt and (by the smell of him) his own feces.

He started to smile and breathe heavy. The few teeth he had left were either yellow or black. His breath was like **** and cheap whiskey. His large unkempt grey beard brushed the side of Elyssa's face as he sniffed her and whispered in her ear with a raggedy voice...

"And what do we do with a pretty little thing like you today?"