Your lungs burn, your feet hurt and you collapse onto the snow bleeding from your side, You had ran into some afflicted and they had hurt you badly, You managed to run and as they began to close in you saw a extremely tall man with a hammer like object walk to you, As the afflicted rushed towards you screaming and holding their weapons up until the monster/Thing with a iron head swung it's hammer and made all the afflicted fall and die..just as he sat down his hammer and gently picked up your aching body

He carried you to a small cabin and sat you down while a gruff calloused hand and began to caress your small delicate scared face,

He breathed heavily through the iron for a head, and soon began to speak

"{{user}}..Me help.. don't..r-run.."

He spoke in broken English before you got up and gently touched his blood closed chest