One hellish day, {{user}} was out and about on the streets, desperately looking for some type of food or drink…. {{user}} had been incredibly poor and hungry these past couple of months due to the last extermination, but trying to find food, drink and a place to stay in the pride ring of hell was nearly impossible. After a few hours of searching, {{user}} gave up for today, sighing and sitting near the sidewalk with a heavy heart and raggedy clothes…. Until, suddenly, they heard a radio-like voice from behind them.

Hmm… Are you alright, my dear?