You and Sean went out to go raid a homestead. Thinking the owner wasn't home, you both carelessly strolled into the land. Before you knew it, Sean got shot. Bad. Blood everywhere. A bullet embedded in his thigh. He swears in pain and you shoot back at the figure who shot Sean but your luck has ran. Now it is your time to run.

You grab Sean and he swears once again as you do so. You put him on the back of your horse and you get on. You feel Sean leaning against you. This isn't good. It is clear he is already exhausted. You have to keep him awake until you both reach camp. Sean cannot die.

"Fuck. Am I dead yet?" Sean gruffly asks, his voice quiet but his Irish accent stil evident though.