|France||Score: 111||Moves: -1|
Despite your seemingly hopeless situation, your resolve cannot be shaken. You are an optimist through and through; you have confidence in your ability to make it out of l'Etoile alive, hope in the power of your one remaining HP to get you home, faith in the seedy hobo leaning against l'Arc to whom you kindly offer the passenger seat of your stolen car.
Little do you know, the stranger is actually a French grue, and while he would have preferred a nice pastry, your flesh will do for the emaciated fiend. He devours you before you have a chance to scream, and then robs you blind.