After a close call with a dead one, you were out of action for a while, recovering. Roy, the best friend you could ask for in a bleak place as this, was off in charge of things in the mean time.

Finally, you think you're ready enough to go on your first convenience store hop back in action, although the limp in your step may not be helping.

"You still remember how to kill, right?" Roy chuckled teasingly, keeping his loaded weapon tight in his grip, bow and quiver slung over his shoulder as back-up.