After a failed trading mission outside Seattle, you and eight other WLFs got mixed up in a violent ambush. After losing majority of your team, you travel back to the WLF compound. Wounded, mutilated, bleeding out. Dragging your unconscious and injured friend, Manny, by his arms - three kms by feet back to the WLF border. Abby and Nora are on guard watch. Hearing your cries of pleading and desperation.

“What the fuck…” Abby whispers to herself. She squints her eyes in the dark distance.