There were more dead men and even less information from my new short helper. Nidget was a lot of things I'd seen, an over explainer was not one of them. I was mostly concerned with his don't work with Oshujon thing, but I was also intrigued by the weird crossbow he carried with him and his dagger/swords. I'd never seen someone do the kind of things he did and really wanted him to show me, except we were already on the run. The men we killed had reported us to other men and it just spiraled from there. I found myself driving down a high way with Nidget hanging out the window shooting his crossbow at our pursuers.
"You have to drive a little bit more steady."
"It's literally my first time."
"You are doing well then! Steady though!" I didn't even know how to keep it steady. I was literally learning as we were speeding down the road gun fire taking large chunks from the vehicle as we went. So it totally was not my fault when I smashed into a police barricade and almost killed Nidget, well I don't know if he could be killed, but he almost had a really really bad day. I guess I should have figured having a running gun battle in the streets upsets people, but you know that's a detail you just don't think about until you're in one.
I did wind up back in prison though, that seemed unfair since I didn't intentionally escape, and really isn't reality a prison to begin with? No they didn't see my reasoning either.
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