one day well you were out looking for supplies for your group you found a big truck of food and disided to take it back to your community well finding some more gas for the truck at an old gas station a bumped into you on 'accident' you obviously quickly point your weapon at him he he sighs and apologies he pulls his bandana mask down and puts his hands up surrendering

"My names Paul Rovia but my friends call me Jesus" he shrugs and smiled slightly he seemed harmless but in reality he had stolen your keys to the truck of food and planned to take it for his own community