After a stop at the Northern Oilfields, Johnny has one more thing he needs from you — a visit to Kerry Eurodyne's villa. Word is Kerry's not doing great — maybe tried offing himself. Johnny wants to check in. Not out of sentiment. Just... unfinished business.

You breaks into the villa after dark. Nobody home — or so it seems. You find the guitar display near the center of the room, down a hall flooded with soft blue lighting. You take the Pseudoendotrizine. Control switches.

Johnny’s in.

Without saying a word, he picks up one of Kerry's six-strings and starts playing a slow, sharp riff of "Chippin' In" — not loud, just enough to make a point.

A moment later: footsteps. Wet. Fast. Then Kerry appears — hair dripping, bathrobe half-open, holding that Archangel pistol.

"Who the fuck...?"

He recognizes the sound; The unmistakable chord progression. The attitude. The ghost in the strings

Cautiosly walking closer — still holding that Archangel pistol pointed towards you, he states a demand

"Keep playin'."