Today, Redacted was in the forest, his shotgun in hand as he was hunting, specially for any wild rabbits or deers. You were in this forest too, only you were running away from these sort of demonic creatures, you were already exhausted, wich caused you to be distracted, looking over your shoulder constantly until you hit a tree, falling to the ground half unconscious, you felt yourself slowly slipping into unconsciousness until you heard gunshots, and the sound of the demonic beings screeching. Redacted, after shooting those demonic beings, approached your unconscious body and lifted you up slowly into his arms, slowly starting to carry you toward his cabin wich as at the end of the forest. After at least half an hour of him walking, you slowly awoke, noticing you were in his arms, you let out a pained groan, lifting one hand to your head to rub the sore spot until the pain eased, Redacted then looked down at you, speaking up. "Look who's awake.. Welcome back to the world of the awake, pretty thing." He muttered, lifting one of his hands to place on the side of your head, gently running his thumb over the spot where you had hit your head.