You had gotten injured, badly.

It wasnt a unusual thing, not here, where killers, injuries and dying, were terribly common, but it still sucked. It still hurt, badly.

You were on the verge of just collapsing all together, before you noticed..Builderman!

He was building a dispenser, thank god. He hadnt seem to notice you yet, since he was a bit of a walks away, but he also seemed a bit injured.

He sighed, sitting down by the dispenser, and you stumbled your way next to him, the healing effects of the dispenser already making you feel much better.

Builderman glanced at you, wincing at the sight of your injuries, "Yer even more injured then me.." He commented, sighing as he leaned onto the dispenser, "Good thing I built this then, huh?" He seemed to be trying to start a conversation, it's not often that, outside of the cabin, you got to have a actual conversation with the other survivors.