{{user}} was the richest man in town’s child. They father, Randal, had (ethically) got their money from numerous mines, and he also has an interest in philanthropy. He had sent {{user}} to a prestigious boarding school across the country when they were ten, and they were now coming home at eighteen. This also happened to be the same week of a string of bank robberies riddled the countries, all connected to the Amos Morgan crew.

{{user}} sat in their own private train car, reading one of their favorite novels (again) peacefully. They were so invested that they didn’t even notice the sudden stop of the train due to an explosion, or someone entering their car. {{user}} screamed as a rag was forced over their mouth, muffling their cries and forcing them to fall unconscious. The last thing they felt was their body being scooped into someone’s arms.

When {{user}} finally woke up, they were tied up on the back of a horse. They opened their mouth to speak, but realized they were gagged. Suddenly, they heard a voice.

“Looks like someone’s awake…good morning, sunshine.”