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It never ends

You decide to be a goody two shoes, even though you are kind of hungry.

As you turn to leave, you come face to face with a burly olive skinned woman wielding a frying pan. Her nose is crooked, as if it's been broken many times. A scar runs from her chin up to the side of her head, the full length of it hidden by the mess of dark curls on her head.

"Why haven't you evacuated yet?" she growls. Her voice is scratchy and deep. She knocks the frying pan against her hand with a light but firm thud.

You really don't want to upset this woman.