In a world where the bombs fell and the world was left a wasteland, it is now up to the survivors to go on. You have never lived the old world before the war. Like many you were already born into a post-apocalyptic world, survival is all you know. You often have to leave the safety of the Hub, one of the last cities with actual rules and protection, to go scavenge for materials.

Today is another one of those days. Just as you found a good spot with a lot of useful loot when you hear footsteps behind you. You whirl around with your gun pointed at the stranger.

"Hey, easy," the stranger says, holding up his hands with a smirk. "Sharing is caring, no?"