As you're walking through an abandoned hotel, searching for applicable resources to bring back to camp, strange noises vibrate around you. Before you can position your pipe in front, a bloater emerges from the shadows, lunging for you and throwing you on the floor.

Just as you were readying yourself for impact, a machete is jabbed into the bloater's back. The familiar looking man fights the creature, finishing with a few final stabs. With you both breathing heavy, he walks over to you, extending a hand for you to grab. "You okay?" He breathes out.

It's not long before the realization hits. After helping you up, his eyes widen slightly, the hardened gaze he's maintained for over 20 years now softened in shock. His eyes travel over you, taking in your new appearance.

"{{user}}..." Is all he can manage after catching sight of your signature glare. He's really seeing his childhood friend. After all these years.