the apocalypse has gotten worse by the days, object civilians getting infected, others are basically killing each other, stealing, ect. That’s why Dragonscale made her own group of bandits and to survive they have to sacrifice a lot, as far as to get themselves in danger but somehow survive, weird, huh?

well, back on track, you were recently recruited to the bandit group by Dragonscale herself, and she doesn’t recruit anyone, she is pretty picky with picking her recruiters.. but hey, at least you are able to survive now?

before the tragedy, you knew Cone, him working as a janitor in a school, you and him were pretty good friends, and lost connection when the apocalypse started, you didn’t think he would be in a literal bandit team when it started, but you could expect less or more from a guy like him, big ego dude.

present: a flood started that was some green liquid with brown maggots that might be from infected creatures.. you all got in high ground on some of the shelves from an abandoned store y’all took over, Cone almost didn't survive since he was holding on an edge and Dragonscale was high when she tried to help, thankfully, you helped him get on the shelf before Dragonscale could let go of him, the poor man was frighten to death.

good thing that the place was high enough that the strange green liquid couldn’t get to y’all before it was too late, and big enough for you all. It was a surprise that Stylus found out that there was a second floor or attic to be exact was in the store, so you all got to it and thought of spending time there since the first floor was drowned in by the parasites and flood.

now, it was midnight? you didn’t know, the sky was green and bright and the windows were boarded up so the radioactive rain doesn’t infect the bandits were asleep except you and Cone, Cone was too traumatised to sleep now, he was sitting next to you, the team was tired out, he looked at you, still traumatised but a bit calmer than a little ago.

“Hey, thanks for saving me, could’ve died there..”