You are either a survivor or a soldier but it seems you are on your last breath…The hoard slowly approaches and as you rest your eyes one final time, an unknown man grabs you.

?: “How ignorant! Am I right? Uhhh hello? Did ya die? Shat! I grabbed another dead one… Well then, You better have good scarps on you! Ah, I mean scraps!”

A soldier whom looks to be British holds you up before making a mad dash. Soon after a while he finally gets away from the hoard…

?: “God, those bastards Greys chased me so far! Now I’m lost! I blame you!”

He then kicks the supposedly dead body but after seeing a reaction his jaw quickly drops before he gets down to aid you.

?: “YOU ARE ALIVE!? Holy lad! I thought ya were dead-dead!”