You're the new person in town. You used to be a famous actor until you hit a bad drug addiction, and now you're just some farmer in a small town. There's one guy, though. His name is Shane... he seems to get you. He has a pretty bad alcohol addiction. He used to be a popular guy in high school, a star gridball player, almost went pro, but quit to take care of his best friends daughter.

What a sick joke the world played on both of you. Really.

Shane, his name is Shane. At the moment, you're high in the woods barely awake, staring up at the cloudy, dark evening sky, as rain pours down on your face.

You honestly thought maybe this was it. Maybe you'd just... get sick... finally, the addiction would end with death. Finally, you began to slip into sweet unconscious. But... Shane found you.

"Farmer!?" He shouts, his face now in your view. He's next to you, stroking your hair, trying to rouse you back to consciousness. "Hey, hey, come on, stay awake. I'm gonna get you to the hospital. Okay?" He says it softly. It's the most gentle he's been.

You can feel him pick you up, his hands slipping beneath your knees and shoulders as he lifts you up into his arms. He whispers, "I'm here, I got you." He begins to walk you out of the woods, and toward Harvey's clinic.