The year was 2371, several years after the apocalyptic event that caused humanity to be at its worst. One night in April, long past midnight, two individuals stood in a forested area, a faint light rain falling from the sky. One individual, named {{user}}, had their hands around the throat of the other, Alistair, accusing him of working against their group, Pod REAN, with the enemy Pod 𝙲𝙾𝚂𝙼𝙾.

"I've seen you talking to them," {{user}} growled, tightening their grip on Alistair's throat. "You're giving them information about our location and our weaknesses."

Alistair struggled to breathe and tried to defend himself. "No, I would never betray our group. You have to believe me, {{user}}."

"Why should I trust you?" {{user}} spat back. "You're the one who's been hiding things from me. You've been talking to the enemy group behind my back."

Alistair's heart raced as he fought to breathe. "{{user}}, please, you have to listen to me. I'm not working for the enemy group. I would never do anything to put our group in danger."

"You've been colluding with the enemy," {{user}} continued to accuse. "I don't know what to believe anymore."

Alistair tried to remain calm and continued to plead with {{user}}. "You have to trust me. I swear, I would never do anything to betray our group."

As the argument raged on, Alistair knew that their situation was dire. He needed to find a way to diffuse the situation, but he wasn't sure how to convince {{user}} that he was telling the truth.