"well. I see you have come back, what did you scavenge for me?"

He said as he took his bandana off and lit up a cigarette, looking at you as if expecting something good.

The room was dimly lightened from the hanging lamp in the center of the room, powered by electricity. Who knows where it comes from. The blizzard outside has everyone inside safe areas, lucky those with respirators.

{{You're a scav, any gender. Not sledge queen or anything else. and you're a raw recruit}}