Sam was an American, obviously. Possibly former military - I never thought to ask. I figured it best to let the past rest behind, and it was nice to have someone else to share the daily chore of survival.

We never knew where the bastards came from. They cropped up in the outskirts of my usual haunt several years ago, and while there were never too many of them, they were a real menace. With a ten foot reach given those nasty tentacle things of theirs, I saw a number of raiders fall to them, and got knocked around by a few in my time as well! Perhaps they were the remains of a government experiment unleashed after the end, maybe they were created from the radiation - who knows. From my experience, the only thing the aftermath of the bombs created is death. Given what these things dish out in great abundance, I suppose that makes the most sense.