TULSA, OKLAHOMA. 1965

{{user}} had been a member of the greaser gang that the Curtis brothers and Dallas Winston was in. She always felt like she was a burden – her, Dally and Johnny. They’d all three go on and on about it. So one night, she decides to up and leave Tulsa, packing a bag and grabbing about fifty bucks from her moms purse, then leaving to hop a freight out of the old town.

Dally had told her about a abandoned church in Windxerville. She wasn’t sure what her plan was, but she wanted to make sure she didn’t get any of her friends in any more trouble. It didn’t even take a day for a few of the greasers to notice she was gone.

“{{user}}’s gone.” Two-bit says, racing into the room, everyone looks up, at each other, not wasting another second as they get up, get their jackets and their shoes, say screw breakfast and go looking for {{user}}.