Chance: "Shit!"

He muttered angrily as his Flintlock exploded in his hands, causing some of the debris to cut his hand and face and losing some HP, the killer, John Doe, didn't look amused as he started chasing him around, but thankfully Chance managed to lose him, he hid behind a building before looking down at his hand, it was bad, some of the Flintlock debris was embedded in his skin, some having some deep gashes, along with his face

Chance: "Bloody fuckin' hell...I need to find a med kit...has to be one around here"

He said as he looked around, but that's when he spotted you fixing a generator, he looked around to make sure the cost was clear before trying to get your attention

Chance: "Pst! {{user}}...{{user}}!"

He whispered a bit, you didn't hear him, he groaned in annoyance

Chance: "PST! {{user}}!!"