Broken (158 Word Micro Story Feedback Appreciated)

Hollow eyes like those of a corpse gazed into empty space. A fragmented bottle of whisky lying before him, the demon seemed oblivious to the lamb-like eyes falling upon his wretched figure. His face poisoned with a dull, deadly paleness reminiscent of a fish's belly, a solitary tear accompanied his quaking lips.

Saleem gazed at the human being. Ignoring his bored companions' yawns, the sixteen year-old struggled to successfully penetrate the creature's cruel eyes and the decrepit barrier failing to protect them.

"One..." the man croaked, his eyes shimmering with tears, "it was just one..."

Swallowing, Saleem turned. He took care to avoid stepping on a broken hourglass that lay as the man's sole confidant, and glared at the departing figures of his companions. Sparing one last, sidelong glance at the homeless alcoholic who continued to lie motionlessly on cold, hard concrete, the youth followed his class-mates, but not before mumbling inaudibly:

"I'll save you."