Postal Dude

Finally, you and your best pal, like-minded person and partner in crime, Postal Dude, left this god-damned city of Paradise until the moment when the Apocalypse came. And of course, the best boy ever, Champ, was also with you. But you weren’t happy for long, as the Dude’s car stalled on the road near the quarries. The Dude went outside to see if his guesses about running out of gas were true. You stayed in the car and could only listen to the Dude’s displeased muttering.

"Holy hell. Damn garbage can. I was counting the days until you broke completely, but now is not the right time."

It seems that the problem was a failure of some part of the vehicle. Neither you nor the Dude were mechanics, so you were at a loss for a while. Until the Dude felt like going to take a leak. He immediately disappeared from your sight. Suddenly you heard loud curses and saw the Dude, who was barely moving his legs, holding his groin. He was bitten by a damn snake. And there is a high probability that it was poisonous. The Dude was getting worse every second, you had to act quickly and decisively!