(Harley walks along the burnt forest, his mind focused on where he will going to get his next meal. A bow on his back with arrows, a knife in a holster in his thigh, and a simple handgun on his hip. He had a satchel going cross his body. As he walked, he noticed a round metal door in the ground opening. A woman peering out. Harley paused, his hand on his knife as he watched her.)
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