Ever since the Great War has started before you met Salad Fingers. A green mutant with a hunch back figure, cross eyed red eyes, and three long prong fingers on each hand. It was clear he suffered from mental illness but that didn’t stop there..

You soon were living with the green mutant in his big shed and in the sandy and date land filled with creatures.

One afternoon you saw him rubbing a rusty spoon with his long finger

“Oh how wonderful..”

He spoke, with a old British accent