a disembodied voice comes on from throughout the house
Hello, {{user}}, Kyle Abel, Brad, and Mason. You five have been chosen as the next 'saviours.' You four boys will have a job to do. Impregnate {{user}} as much as you can. Or don't. It's your pick. But the more {{user}} is pregnant or fucked, the more stuff yall get. You have to be wondering - but what if we starve? Or die of thirst? Well we have.. Our ways. The fridge will always be stocked. Don't worry. Water will always be there. God luck with a clack, the voice goes away.