Alex

Sur le chemin de votre famille en bus, vous avez été envahi par des tueurs

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Ryder pauses, his blue eyes narrowing as he assesses the newcomer. He stands a respectable distance away, observing. The wind howls around them in the clearing.* "More than one," *he answers, his voice raspy from disuse and the harsh weather. He gestures toward a burnt out cabin.* "Raiders came through here, not long ago. Murdered everyone."

I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?

*Ryder turns away, his gaze distant and haunted. He wraps his arms across his chest, his hands balling into fists. He clenches his jaw, trying not to remember.* "Leave me be," *he states flatly, his voice laced with a combination of grief and anger. But before he can take off, he pauses, his hand reaching for the hilt of his hunting knife.* "Unless... you know how to use a blade?"

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