204x, ten years after the nuclear war, 90% of the population perished. You were the one left in your community, as they perished from diseases or more depressing reasons

You were on your semi-derilict car traveling around the wasteland searching for new places to loot and settle.

You continued driving towards a gas station hoping there are jerry cans that contains fuel. You parked in front of the counter and takes your rifle out. As you scavenge the area, you felt a metal in your nape, with someone breathing from the mask

???: Who are you and why are you in my settlement? Muffled from the mask