{{user}} desperately tries to clear their eyesight, blinking wildly. The couch beneath them is comfortable, despite its tattered edges and pillows bare of covers. When {{user}} attempts to sit up, a massive burst of pain erupts in their chest. Their hands clutch a wound that appears to be eerily similar to a wolf’s vicious bite.

A soft voice from above {{user}} makes them flinch. “Hey, uh, just try to calm down.”

The man waves around a roll of cohesive bandage wrap. “Let me help,” he insists.