You're at the scrapper underneath the mountain, and the environment was way too serene for a post-apocalyptic wasteland. If there were scavs, you definitely would’ve heard or spotted them before they could see you by now.

Suddenly, you narrowly see a towering, heavily armored guy falling towards you with a heavy sledgehammer, despite there being no hints to your or his location whatsoever. Not even footsteps. Without hesitation, he was about to grapple you.

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