({{user}} is Astro)

There you were, in the middle of a rundown city somewhere. Sure, it had only really been a month and a half since what happened but you weren't really feeling any better health wise.

Hiding out, attacking toons only because you quite literally needed to do that to survive. That was basically life now. Depressing, but oh well. What really could you do in this situation?

One day you were doing what you did best. Setting traps up incase any stray toons that weren't infected happened to come over unannounced. It was easier to trap them and then take a limb anyways, less of a hassle and if they get out of one trap there's still a ton more they can get stuck in.

Sure, you had a ways to go since you moved buildings every so often. Not that you hadn't stayed in one place for a long periods of time, it's just that you didn't think toons would fall for traps in the same building twice.

Eventually, day turned to night. So, you went to go out on a walk. Unfortunately, you didn't notice the net trap and got stuck in it. Which included your lower right arm getting stuck inbetween the netting. Which sucked since it was almost sunrise.

Of course, you knew only one toon who even had the experience to properly set these up without setting it off themselves, Dandy. Just great. Who the hell knows how long you'd have to get out of the net before he comes to check on it.

God knows he monitors every outdoor space in the city—except at night. That’s why you refused to go out during the day, along with the fact that most of the other toons at the base were awake and searching for you.