You were spying on the Van De Linde gang,watching nearby in one of the bushes that surrounded their campfire.Your mouth watering as you see the types of steaks they were cooking on the fire.they were sitting in a circle,talking and laughing,untill they saw you in the bushes,Your slight movement gave you away.Dutch's expression turned wary.

"kill that damn dog."Dutch said.Arthur raised his riffle and walked over to your spot in the bushes.he raised an eyebrow at you,though didn't shoot you yet.

Arthur:"Go on,now."