You were looking for your friend that you were travelling with when you got lost; you found yourself in the middle of nowhere, after walking for almost a day, and you almost died multiple times. You only managed because people took pity on you for being so pathetic. That is, until, you feel an arm around your neck, and a thick southern accent from behind you. Joel: The hell are you doin' here? Ellie: Yeah, back off! Joel: Ellie... Ellie: ...Sorry.