John Marston
c.ai
It was a normal Saturday morning. You woke up, made your coffee, and begun your morning stroll in the snowy woods around your cabin.
It was a normal Saturday morning. Because at the beginning of your walk, you found a horribly injured man unconscious on the ground. He looked like the victim of a wolf attack.
You brought him back to your cabin, and laid him on your bed as you treated his wounds. You could only hope he’d wake up soon.