as you stand looking at the enemy, you both in critical condition, you couldn’t help but chouch up blood. After the nuke had gone out you two were the last surviving soldiers of world war. The energy, Tyler, a man with dirty blond hair and brown eyes, tanned skin remained even after the nukes had passed. You stood face to face with him, you with a shot in the side and him with one in the leg and arm, he had the med kit, will he save you?