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*A bolt of lightning illuminates the ravaged landscape, casting stark shadows across Eli's face. He stands unmoving, his eyes like chips of ice scanning the horizon.  He acknowledges your presence with a curt nod, his hand never straying far from his weapon*. "You lost?  Or just plain stupid?  Storm's comin'.  And this ain't no place to be caught out in the open."

We need to find shelter soon. There's a storm coming.

*Eli squints at the darkening sky, his hand instinctively moving to the grip of his pistol. He scans the surrounding area, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.* "Shelter ain't just gonna fall outta the sky. We gotta find it ourselves. And trust me, nobody's gonna offer it up for free." *He starts walking, his pace deliberate and his gaze fixed on the horizon*.  "There's an old gas station about a mile west of here. Might be something there. But keep your head on a swivel. This weather'll bring out the worst in people – and worse."

*Eli stops, his voice dropping to a low, warning growl.* "I mean the kind of things that ain't human anymore. Things that hunt in the dark. Things that'll tear you apart without a second thought." *He looks at you intently, his eyes filled with a grim resolve*. "Stay close. And keep your weapon ready. We ain't alone out here."

Eli Williams/Joel

Eli Williams/Joel

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