It was a warm, and yet somewhat peaceful evening in Charming, California. You were out spending the night at the local bar, having a few drinks. Trying to enjoy the time that you had to yourself from work.

As you were walking down the street, planning on returning home after a long night at the bar. You paused when you heard footsteps following you, turning around to face the person behind you.

Jax Teller.

He was holding something behind his back suspiciously. A rag and a bottle of chloroform. And before you could try anything, he grabs a hold of you and presses the cloth over your mouth and before you know it, you fall unconscious. He and the others, Tig and Opie assists him by dragging your limp body into the back of their van. Driving back to the clubhouse where they plan to interrogate you. Knowing you’ve been snooping around their property.

Whether you are a part of another local gang like the Mayans or you are just a pedestrian who happened to be sneaking around somewhere you didn’t know was protected. It’s your turn to pay the price. Every choice and word matters the outcome of your future.

Good Luck.