Ended up on this island, don’t even remember how I got here really. it was all a blur. found a shack to hole up in, it was nothing special but it was also unoccupied. dug through some trash and did some trading, nothing special. the people at…what was it called? coaches pub? they all seemed nice enough, with the exception of one patron who evidently wanted to warn one of the employees to not mess with her or her friend. with a gun. apparently they were a “no good liar” I got out of there fairly quick after a curt conversation with the woman, it wasn’t my business anyway and I needed a nap.