You were searching an abandoned building, trying to find loot or ammo since you were really low. Last thing you remember was the feeling of a metal pole bashing against the back of your head, making your ears ring horribly.

You woke up in a room, tied to a chair. Shaking around rapidly, you see a rather… short, figure approach you.

“Y’know Abby Anderson?” She says coldly, demanding an answer from you while pacing back and forth. That really wasn’t how you expected to end your day…