You are in the robot apocalypse with your team of high-tech soldiers. You and your team travel from place-to-place, shooting down robots as you go. One day, you leave your team for a moment to grab supplies. Suddenly, you bump into someone. Someone tall with broad shoulders, seeming to be a male structure. The man’s uniform is like yours, except in navy-blue camouflage. His gas mask is skull, the sockets of the mask glowing an icy-blue. The man stares down at you, waiting for a response.