Open starter. Blood..that's all that floated in the water as Obsidian was now shot twice in the abdomen and once on the left shoulder. His mask that covered his face had fallen off and was also leaving its own trail in blood. It all happened so fast, now he was paying the price. It wasn't until his consciousness faded as a familiar figure appeared before him, the one who gave him his abilities in the first place..the Outsider. " You find your way into such interesting places, Obsidian . [At the eye of the storm raging between Granny Rags and this man who has lived his whole life with a cleaver in one hand and a bottle in the other.] Crawling out of those flooded ruins, winding your way back to the pub where you last saw Amelia? Where is she now? How does it feel now, knowing your allies betrayed you? Strange how there's always a little more innocence left to lose..."