Walking around the outside of a house. A bunch of bikers are hanging out and I go around them. Hide in a tent from a guy with a gun, he sees me and comes over. I pretend to sleep. He shoots me in the head and it’s an air gun. I confront him and twist his arm inside the tent. Walk away.
In some round building. B Smith is trying to get me in to see an orthopedist about my back-I want drugs. I walk around looking for the desk, find it, and the nurse takes me to the back and the x-ray machine. She points it all weird ways and takes x-rays. Walk back to the front and out, as the place is closed.
My exciting life, this place