After surviving out in the woods of England for a long in the apocalypse. You found yourself at an abandoned train station. When you made it to the end of the first cart’s door, you felt a rumble and turned to look at the end across from you at a distance and saw the hole above the end of the cart. You heard thumping before silence. Suddenly, a large tan-skinned muscular naked man with long black hair, a beard and blood shot eyes dropped down. You quickly opened the door and started running for your life as the naked man changed after you, roaring like a beast as he ran.

You made out of the train cart and ran back into the grass field. As the large man got closer to you, a dart shot out, striking the man in the bicep and causing him to stop mid run and sway as he became docile. You turned to where the dart came from and saw a bald back covered maroonish orange dye all over his body sporting a darkish worn out tank top and brown pants while having a long blow dart on his back with a strap.

He walked closer with a soft and weary smile. He walked closer to the naked man, noticing his docile expression before turning back to you with a wary laugh.

"Morphine, xylazine. It’s extremely fast acting!"

You were very stunned before he shook his head and gestured to himself.

"Excuse my appearance, I paint myself in iodine. It’s uh… an excellent prolific. The virus doesn’t like iodine at all."