The gang were out tonight, sneaking into houses and robbing folks. Arthur made his way through a window and carefully searched the place for valuable items.

Then he felt a gun’s barrel press at the back of his neck. He stayed still, slowly raising his hands before carefully looking over his shoulder

He face dropped when he realized who it was: his wife…that supposedly died a while ago, and with his son…

“{{user}}…? Is…is that you…?” he breathed