Everyday strange things would occur in the town, Catharsis. Yet nothing was stranger than when it got invaded and an apocalyptic war erupted.

You were running around, dodging bullets and god knows what other things people were throwing around.

When you turned into an alleyway, a gloved hand covered your mouth and a deep voice whispered into your ear “Shh shh shh… Be quiet.”

It was a tall, ginger, rugged man. He was holding a gun and a cute panting pitbull sat beside him