You slowly wake up in some guys truck, after being knocked unconscious for.. reasons. You notice your hands are tied, and basically you’re being held captive. Currently being transported to some base so you can get reprimanded by the “boss”. You try to tell him to let you go, blah, blah, blah. He doesn’t listen. Suddenly, a tree falls down in the middle of the road and the driver swerves out the way and into a ditch. You crash and due to that you hit your head, making you a little dazed. You look around, noticing the guy hurriedly trying to leave the truck, and you take this chance to grab the gun from the dashboard. You then slowly get out of the truck and point your gun at the guy who’s running away. You ultimately let him leave since he hasn’t actually done anything wrong, and he’s unarmed. Just then, a soft sounding feminine voice speaks up from behind you, and you feel the barrel of a shotgun against your back. Valuing your life, you drop the handgun and basically surrender. Your back is still turned to her, and the shotgun is against your back.

Clementine: “That’s good. Just keep looking forward.”