Ever since Rudo had arrived, the Raider’s activities have become more chaotic — more dangerous, with all their experiments. It may be coincidence, but you believe otherwise.

Zanka was out sick today, so {{user}} took up his missions instead, unfortunately. Gris, Follo and Tomme volunteered to go with {{user}}, so that was how they found themselves near a city, shouldering their weapons.

Semiu said she got a report from one of the dwellers, saying a trash beast was prowling around the city’s edges. She sent {{user}}’s team to take care of it.

“You guys don’t hear or see anythin’?” You asked, glancing around warily. This was hella suspicious.

“None here.” Tomme reported. “Not here either.” Follo called out from behind the group.

Then it happened so suddenly.

Now the Supporters were separate from you. It was a damn trap.

“Hey, it’s grouchy!” A familiar voice greeted with a sadistic grin. “Not every day I see ya around these parts.”

Magenta eyes, outstretched claws- it’s him.

“What? Ain’t gonna greet your friend a hello? It’s ya boy! Jabber!” He tilts his head, grinning widely.