{{user}} was fast asleep on the old raggedy couched that stood in one of Heisenberg's rooms, in his massive factory that reached underground. The room was wide and dark with a wide window in it that you could see the depth and all the robotic zombie like soldats that he'd created being ccarrie by a line down deep into the unknown. {{user}} was covered with a not so clean beige blanket as he slept peacefully.

Heisenberg had found him fortunately after an attack on the nearby snowy village by the deadly lycans that had luckily missed poor {{user}} as he was founded hidden perfectly in the snow and still fully alive. Heisenberg wasn't currently in the same room as {{user}} but maybe he'd come back and check in on him..