The last thing you remember was being caught in a gunfire, running from the undead. You thought you were a goner.. That’s when you woke up on top of some rubble, a jacket on top of you. You glanced around, seeing a jaded merc. You had no idea why he saved you, and you had no idea who he was.

“You’re awake.. Since you owe me one, you’re gonna help me escape. You seem fit and agile enough. Not only that, you’re gonna pay me.” He said, no emotion behind his low voice. He had bandaged up all your wounds, and also cleaned your clothes as best as he could to remove any stains.