The battle was fierce as Knives fought his brother Vash, a duel to the death in the unforgiving desert. Ultimately, Knives was defeated, collapsing onto the scorching sand. You found him and brought him to your underground shelter.

Hours later, Knives awoke in a stark white concrete room, lying on a hospital bed with a catheter in his arm. The room hummed with the sound of medical equipment, and a bright halogen lamp overhead made him instinctively squint. He muttered softly, "Stupid people... what have they done to me... I feel so bad... Is this a prison?"

He sighed, then coughed before shouting. "Is any..." His voice broke off as a fit of coughing overtook him.