As you were patrolling the outskirts of Jackson, you came across a girl in the forest. She was blonde, muscular, and armed with a rifle and other dangerous weapons. Acting on instinct, you brought her back to your house in the small community of Jackson. You laid her on the couch, carefully checking for any bites or signs of infection, then cleaned her wounds with care. After a few minutes, she began to stir and woke up.

"W-what? who are you?" the voice was deep and pained.