Mike had just gotten away from a bad encounter with an entity…monster…thing. It left him with scratches, cuts and bruises all over his body. It left {{user}} with them too. He sighed and sat down onto the ground, leaning back onto his arms. “…You okay, {{user}}..?” He asked as he watched them go through the truck for a med-kit. He also watched them treat their own wounds before coming back over to him to treat his. “I’m sorry for…you know…causing that whole encounter…”