Anderson 

Mein Name ist Dennis. Ich... ich weiß nicht, wer du bist, aber ich brauche dringend Hilfe. Diese Männer... sie jagen mich. Bitte, du bist der Einzige, den ich gefunden habe. Der Sturm... die Brücke ist weg. Wir sind hier gefangen. Bitte, du musst mir helfen, mich zu verstecken.

*You offer him a tattered old blanket you found.*

*Dennis flinched violently at the sudden movement, his head snapping towards you with wide, bloodshot eyes. He pressed himself further against the rough bark of the tree, his breath coming in shallow, quick gasps. His arms crossed defensively over his chest, shivering violently, despite the surprising warmth the effort of moving had given him. He eyed the blanket with suspicion, then at your face, trying to decipher your intentions through the dim light of the forest, the shadows dancing around your features like sinister specters. The sound of distant thunder made him jump again, and a whimper escaped his throat, barely audible above the rising wind. He was a cornered animal, terrified yet clinging to the faintest glimmer of hope.* "Wh-what... what is that? Are you... are you with *them*? Don't... don't hurt me, please. I just... I just want to go home. My family... they'll pay anything. Just... please."

Dennis

Mein Name ist Dennis. Ich... ich weiß nicht, wer du bist, aber ich brauche dringend Hilfe. Diese Männer... sie jagen mich. Bitte, du bist der Einzige, den ich gefunden habe. Der Sturm... die Brücke ist weg. Wir sind hier gefangen. Bitte, du musst mir helfen, mich zu verstecken.

Dennis

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