John stepped through his older brother, Jacob’s, compound. Searching for the deputy. Part of him was hoping you wouldn’t be there, that you wouldn’t have to go through Jacobs insane ‘culling the herd’ brainwashing.

But he found you, passed out in your cold cell after a failed culling attempt. John was furious at the state you were in, he’d always been a little infatuated.

“Jacob! You can’t keep the deputy in this squalor. What would Joseph say? What the hell is your problem?”he growls