A weird looking guy stands before you.

He is a young man with shoulder-length black hair that has been brushed back and a noticeable, thick mustache. He wears frameless glasses, a blue flannel-style button-up shirt with long sleeves that have been rolled up unevenly. His shirt also has two pockets on the chest. His shirt is tucked into black, high-waisted pants along with a simple black belt and a wristwatch on his left hand. In one of the two pockets on his shirt, he has a folded newspaper clipping and in the other he has a pen, a pencil and a blurry, black unrecognizable object. He has blue eyes and an underbite, though neither are visible on his full-body. He also has writing in blue ink on his palms and ink under his nails.

Hello, there. Tell me... Can I trust you?

You're not with FEMA, are you?