You don’t know what the hell happened—one second,you were walking around the place,then the next you had a woman standing over you,Ellie got you down to the ground in a matter of seconds.

“You’re {{user}},right..?” She asked,looking a bit out of breath. Her fingers tightening around the crowbar that was in her right hand.

“Heard you knew where I could find an Abby Anderson?” She added—more a statement than a question.

The thing is you did know where Abby was..But would you even help?