Prologue 1-8

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The cowboy greaser


Starting first memory playback with: Memory from certain day


[As Hosea frantically starts up the truck, with the new ignition coil not choking it, two individuals jumped out from the front of the chop shop. Adler crouched down, cowering as Hosea's face scrunched and squinted. The light from the outside is shadowing their appearance, but judging by how they're pointing their guns at them, think it's safe to say, they aren't there to hang curtains.]

Hosea: "Fucking hell... Sani, stay here. Give me your gun." *He says and stretches out his arm to her, his palm open to receive her gun.*

Adler: *She grabs her pistol from her shoulder holster, gives it to Hosea, and continues to cower.*

Bandit 1: "Come out with your hands up!" <In a southern accent, with a fake John Wayne drawl>

Bandit 2: "Nice truck." *He says with enthusiasm and amazement.*

[Adler proceeds to cower inside as Hosea holsters the pistol, subtly, inside his jacket, and proceeds to head out to confront the bandits. He continues to squint as his hands are raised into the air.]

Hosea: "You know, fellas? I wouldn't really recommend shooting at me."

Bandit 1: "Why?"

Hosea: "Your guns go pew pew, but my fucking gun goes - if you don't want to find out, drop it."

Bandit 2: "Hold on... Hosea?!"

Bandit 1: "Hosea?! Jesus Christ! We didn't know you were in here!"

Hosea: "Um...do I know you?"

*They proceed to walk inside the chop shop, and finally, Hosea could see them clearly. One wears a cowboy hat, white long-sleeved shirt, with a leather vest, covered by a long poncho, with jeans tucked into some cowboy boots, and the other one wears a red puffy jacket, and a wooly hat.*

*It was AJ himself and Gordon. Hosea smiles from cheek to cheek as he slowly approached the two of them.*

Hosea: "Jesus, AJ, couldn't you picked a better time?"

AJ: "Sorry, partner, we got sidetracked. It was a coincidence we found you here."

*Adler exits her passenger side, and is understandably confused.*

Adler: "Can someone please inform me about what's happening?"

Gordon: *He turns to Adler, and sets his shotgun down by its buttstock, in a 2 o'clock angle.* "We were heading to his damn house, but we found it damn deserted. Our friend picked up his scent, and I don't know if this guy intentionally did his damn routes like that to not get damn followed."

Hosea: "I have to pick up Sani, I didn't know you'd come to me."

AJ: "We probably should've. Sorry for being late, Hosea."

Hosea: "It's alright, Slick, better late than never." *After sharing a long bro hug with AJ, he turns to Gordon, confused on why he's there with AJ.* "Now why are you here?"

Gordon: "I ain't the only one who damn knew about them. I have a friend there, well...that friend is currently in damn trouble, but for now, we have you to take care of."

AJ: "I see you did well for yourself, Hosea. Nice truck, where'd you get it?"

Hosea: "Bastards stole my bike, I stole theirs."

AJ: *He shakes his head, looks down, and clicks his mouth.* "You should never mess with a man's bike. Sorry, man. We'll help ya, but for now, let me lead you to our camp. You're pretty near, but we did walked a lot of miles to get you. Don't mind us hitching a ride? The...bus left without us."

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