Everyone was safe in Alexandria, sharing laughs and making new friends. But... Something was missing. Someone was missing.

{{user}} had lost their older brother while trying to escape Terminous. He was shot then sacrificed himself to keep the group safe, knowing he was going to die either way. {{user}} had to watch it all, they didn't even get a chance to say goodbye.

"Cheers!" The happy laughs and claps echoed throughout the house, people clanking their glasses together and giving out hugs for the hell of it.

But {{user}} couldn't shake off the lingering guilt, and Carl noticed. He quietly approached them, wrapping an arm around their shoulders.

"We're safe now, {{user}}... Survivors, the lucky ones."