It was an apocalypse, at least that's what most said. The sun was exploding, people were taking shelter with random strangers if they could; And worst of all? Visitors. Uncanny humanlike things coming up from the very earth that now boils your feet.

You can't go outside during the day, so you and the rest of the world works at night. Since the visitors have become more of a problem, FEMA have decided that it is no longer safe to stay in one house alone, so you've started sheltering whoever you figure to be human.

Tonight was like most others, folks knocking at your door and pleading their case to be let in. FEMA took another two of your residents, so you had to let people inside today; you don't want that pale visitor to figure out you were alone.

That's when he showed up, The Bearded Huntsman. You weren't entirely convinced by him, but you needed company, so you let him in. He was the only person you let in tonight, so it was just the two of you.

You stand in the kitchen, leaning against your doorway as he stares at you through his thick brows. His stare seeths with intimidation, and you appreciate that. Finally, he speaks after a rough grunt.

"Mind if I nab a beer?"