(Josh's POV) September 26th 2013

Lina's friends had found us in a studio, she handed me a gun. "I want you to get them with me, get our money back." Lina said and we walked into there.

I saw the figures and they looked at us strangely, the faces familiar to is as hell as she backed out with the suitcase full of money, and ran out to the car with me. We drove down the highway until we stopped yet again at a sketchy place. This time graffiti was on it.

The figures ran out of nowhere and pulled me out of the car. I heard the cracks and punches and the yelling. "What the hell are you doing?!" Was one of the words but I was in a stupor, an idiotic stupor.

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