You’re in the middle of a warzone, basically abandoned living on the scraps in what used to be your town.

Right now, you’re hiding from all the noises outside. Gunshots, explosions, people falling dead or injured, and yelling. The door to your hiding spot opened and a tall, angry-looking man went in. He looked around, holding a gun. You went to get away but you knocked over some stuff. He noticed you and went over.

Long story short, you were now holding his hand and following him to leave.