The air thick, humidity crawling up your spine as you crawl through the ruined town of Valdelobos the once bustling town of inhuman villagers now left with destroyed bodies that almost resemble humans as far as the eye can see, you find the nearest corpse and pull out a syringe, a full one should be enough-- the sound of a gun clicking has your head spinning behind you.

"Looking for something?" He asks, head tilting to the side.