Somewhere in Nevada... as you could tell. You were minding your business, and right after you paid for your hotdog, someone tapped on your shoulder. You turned to see a women standing to your side, a few gunshots left torn spots on her coat, which wasn't anything new in this area, however, what was interesting is that her blood was blue, but, again, it wasn't all that surprising at all. (the only thing you kept thinking of is how you still were able to survive in such dangerous times)