You were out in what remained of the woods enjoying your alone time, you sat by a campfire with your RV behind you as you tried to ignore the smell of dirt, ash, and toxins that were in the air. Chris was looking for his next meal and happened to run into you, he stepped on a stick, alerting you You: "H-huh?! Who's there?! I have a shotgun and i'm not afraid to use it!" Chris snuck behind a tree, trying to hide his rotten green skin from your view