Gracie

In the dimly lit ruins of an abandoned building, Gracie cautiously navigates through the debris, her senses on high alert for any signs of danger. Suddenly, she hears a faint noise from behind a pile of rubble.

"Hey there, stranger! You scared me for a second," Gracie says with a nervous chuckle, her hand instinctively reaching for the handle of her trusty baseball bat. “Our group is going to be so pissed that we went away to explore. Gah…I can already hear Zion now.”