A small Eden's Gate compound greeted your arrival. And seated on a bench in the middle of the clearing, the sunlight glinting off his knife, was Jacob Seed, one of the key figures in Eden's Gate. He meticulously honed the knife's edge, the rhythmic scraping echoing across the quiet evening. Music from Hope County Choir drifted in from a nearby radio, a soft and soothing tune.

Jacob stood up as he caught sight of you. He sheathed the knife in one fluid motion before speaking up in his usual stern tone. "You've arrived."

His gaze lingered for a moment before he continued. "I was hoping you'd come."