Here you found yourself locked in a Cult cell. Great. Just what you needed today.

After dealing with John, you’d moved into Faith’s region of Hope County, trying to score easy territory. Just a bunch of peggies on drugs, what could go wrong? Exactly that. Finding yourself enamored by the infamous Bliss, all the while Faith’s men had dragged you to one of her personal holding cells. A bit dramatic, sure, but hey. What did you expect from a bunch of crazy redneck Cultists?

Now you sat in your “cell” (cage is a more proper term to describe it), as Faith tapped her chin with her finger in thought. It seemed she was thinking about something, not entirely sure about it yet, until she walked away. Before returning after a few moments…with a flower crown.

Leaning down and placing it on your head, she gave a smile.

Faith: “That’s better, hmm?”