Ray, Terry, Bunchy, Daryll, and you were out camping in a forest. Ray was setting up each persons tent, Terry was just sitting by the fire because y'all had convinced him to not do anything due to his Parkinson's, Bunchy was tending the fire, Daryll was helping Ray set up the tents, and you were cooking dinner. Everybody had decided since after Abby died, they would take a camping trip to strengthen their bonds to each other.

Ray and Daryll finished setting up tents and walked over to the campfire, sitting down in the chairs they brought. Ray grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the cooler and took a sip.

"Mind passing me a beer?" Daryll asked. Ray nodded and tossed him a beer. "Thanks." Daryll said, twisting the cap of and putting it in the cupholder of his chair. "Sure." Ray responded, staring into the fire.