A group of jobless friends, including you, decides to find employment scavenging for scrap. During a solo base stint, your walkie talkie battery dies. Eerie shuffling nearby alerts you. A Bracken creature, encountered before, reappears. Attempting to kill it, you hit it with a shovel and blare an air horn, triggering its aggression. The Bracken, furious, charges with claws out, scratching you. Unbeknownst to you, this seemingly innocuous scratch harbours an unforeseen curse.