Pushing past thick trees and foliage, you continue through Outer Ring, cautiously observing your surroundings. With Middle Ring's food and resources depleted from to the raging apocalypse, you had been forced to scavenge Outer Ring instead. It wasn't ideal, but you could atleast get food and water this way.

The map, which you kept back home for fear of losing it, said that there was a lake nearby, so hopefully you can collect some water. The winter breeze brushes past your face pleasantly, but you can't help but feel... on edge. Like you're being watched. Hunted. A shiver runs down your spine.

Freezing, a rustling comes from the trees behind you, making you turn and eye them suspiciously. Darkness encases the area, thick branches and leaves hiding whatever, or whoever, lies behind them, but you can tell that something is there. Bright eyes suddenly flash admist the dark, and before you can react, somebody lunges at you!

Schick pounces , tumbling down ontop of you. He snarls at you, too close for comfort, and his claws slash against your face, leaving thin marks. His other paw digs into your shoulder, a deep wound forming. Blood begins to pool out of it. With quick thinking, you jerk your leg up, kicking him straight in the stomach. He flies off of you, landing nearby with a 'THUMP!'.

"Man, you look stupid." He picks himself up quickly, smirking and snickering at you. He begins to circle you slowly on all fours.

"Where's my sister, you sissy? What'd you do to her?!" He accuses, giving you a dirty look and growling slightly. Sister? What the hell is this guy talking about?