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Chapter 2

"Oh wait it's just Rich Nugget," I say, the tears suddenly stopping as I notice the copious dollar bills next to the corpse. "Oh, so like... Nug is still alive?," Nugget says. "Yeah, but we also don't have any leads on where he is," I mumble. "So should we camp out? Because your car is totaled and only now has it stopped working," Nugget asks. "Sure," I respond. We both find a safe space under the rubble and go to sleep. When I wake up, all the rubble is conveniently gone. "Oh that's cool I guess," I say as I grab Nugget. "We gotta go find Nug!," I say, dragging him to my car which works now. "Oh he posted a Snapchat story," Nugget says. "What is it?," I ask. "Turns out he did die, and now he's in Hell, so how do we get him out?," Nugget casually drops. "Hell, for real? That really sucks... maybe we should ask that priest?," I say, driving to the church. When I walk in the priests corpse is on the ground. "Man, that kinda sucks that we can't talk to him...," I say, before the priests ghost appears in front of us. "It's fine, I am still here," the specter says. "Oh cool, so we've got a little dilemma," I state shyly. "What is it, my child?," he says. "So turns out the guy we were looking for died... and he posted a Snapchat story from Hell, how do we get to him?," I say. "He posted a story from Hell? May I see?," he asks, flabbergasted. Nugget shows him the story and he sighs. "That isn't Hell, that's just Gary Indiana," he says solemnly. "How do we get to Indiana?," I ask. "You drive, eventually you'll end up there. All roads lead Indianapolis," he says, imparting wisdom on us. "Thank you Father," I say, running out the door with Nugget. "So, let's get going, Nug is trapped in Gary and who knows what's happening there," I say, flooring it. I keep driving and don't stop, I lose all sense of time, space, weight, eventually I am drive. I get snapped out of Nirvana by Nugget. "Just got a notification from my ring, and it's the police, god I hope my roommate isn't baked right now, if those pigs see the basement I'm going to jail," he says. "Shit, so like, are the cops about to be on us?," I ask. "Hell no, why would they chase down somebody for drug usage? But when I get home I'm gonna have to deal with it. I'm literally gonna kick Baseball nugget out if he keeps shit like this up," Nugget says as he starts ranting, eventually all he can say is, "Gegagedegegagedago, Ibenmaridalongtimago." I sit through an hour of this before I see a street sign saying, 'Indianapolis 10 miles'. "Thank god we're almost there, how far is Gary from here?," I ask Nugget. "About 2 hours," he responds casually. "I actually can't take this anymore," I say, driving off of a bridge. The car plunges, before popping up, right outside Gary Indiana. "Oh Nug posted another story," Nugget says. "It's a photo of him and you, says 'at gary with my friend'," he finishes. "Lemme see that shit," I say, how could he be with me right now? And after abandoning us? I look at the phot and see it's me... but something's different... he's got this weird brown spot of fur on his right eye. "Who is that?," I shout. "Idk, but something is up... and we've gotta find out," he says, a determined look in his eyes.