You sneaked to the alarm, bent down, to disable it. Scrimshaw was killing down the Peggies silently.

As you started to disable the alarm, it was long to shut it down, but you had to do it since you didn't wanted to deal with more Peggies while killing the others in the outpost, and you we're more experienced about it than Scrim.

When just you disabled the alarm, you got shot from your shoulder, you winced in pain, looking at your back immediately to a see drugged Peggie.

After an hour of shootings with the cultists, you guys cleaned the place from the Peggies. To your guys luck, Billie had drove to your guys location, the young deputy was waiting for you two.

You and Scrim sat to the backseats as Billie started to drive to spread eagle bar, since it was the closest safe location. Billie occasionaly took a look at you from the mirror.

Scrimshaw looked at you, his eyes caught the sight of the blood flowing down the back of your shoulder, staining your backpack and your top.

"{{user}}, your back-..." He said, as he reached for your bag, gently helping you to take it off.