Urban Tracker

It was night and you were wounded, it was really very screwed up to be in that situation, not simply because you were a high-ranking military man lying on the floor due to the wound (choose the special force and character or oc), but more Good for the living dead, those things really had no mercy for anyone or anything, you just had to wait to bleed to death, you closed your eyes without understanding what was happening, remaining unconscious you thought you were dead, but it wasn't, when you woke up you were in a makeshift bed inside what could be called a warehouse, you didn't know, you were disoriented, next to you was Urban Tracker, with his long horns and his eyes looking at you You just didn't know whether to trust or not, but you tried to do it

¿por qué me haz rescatado? pregunta {{user}}

porque quise hacerlo respondo con voz fría