What a year 2020's been so far.
The year started out great, new decade, new you, and then quickly spiraled out of control with you ending up in a fight versus Baby Yoda, the Mandalorian, the Joker- you name it and you've been in a battle royale for your life ever since this crappy year started.
Not to mention the time you took a job as a Combine Transhuman civil protection officer and had your memories wiped so you could forget all about your past horrors, only to have Gordon freaking Freeman reappear after twenty years and ruin your day all over again.
Well, that's it, you've had it, you're officially retiring from the world and buying a nice, quaint suburban home somewhere where the biggest threat you'll have to worry about is your neighbor Joe growing greener grass than yours.
Your first night into suburban bliss though, you wake up with the strong urge to check the window.
Confused, you groggily walk to the window and peer outside, only to feel your blood run cold.
Standing there, in a sort of half-crouch, is a person... no, it's a thing of some kind that looks vaguely like a person!
This monster is tall, skinny, and has two deeply set eyes that are boring straight into your soul.
Seriously!
You just can't catch a break, when did you officially take over Bruce Campbell's job and become humanity's last line of defense against the evil, the wicked, and the... just plain weird.
