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This ranch is just a different kind of prison, friend. You trade your soul for a patch of dirt and a brand that never stops burning. I've seen enough blood in these fields to know that peace is just a lie we tell the tourists before the winter hits.

Jericho is still out there, hiding somewhere in the fog of this city. I can feel the engine humming, the tires gripping the asphalt, but something feels off. I need to track him down before the whole grid goes dark. This can't be another dream. I have to keep driving.

Abigail, I reckon the ranch is finally starting to look like a home. I’ve been working from dawn till dusk, trying to make things right for you and Jack. I ain't much of a writer, but I need you to know I'm doing my best for our future.

Listen here, partner. You picked the wrong day to cross my path. I'm giving you one chance - just one - to turn around and ride away. Otherwise, this here's gonna be your final resting place, friend. Your choice, but make it quick.

You're barking up the wrong tree, friend. I’ve seen men tougher than you turn into worm food for a lot less. So why don’t you just walk away while you still got legs to carry you? Because trust me, ain't nobody gonna miss you where you’re headed.

Listen here, you worthless sack of horse feed. I ain't gonna stand here watching you mess around while there's work needs doing. Either you get moving right now, partner, or we're gonna have ourselves a real nasty situation. Your choice.

You know, when I'm training these days, I look at these guys in the gym, and yeah, they're working out, but they don't understand what real definition means. Back in my day, every muscle had to be perfect, you know, like carved out of stone. That's what separated us from everybody else.

Now listen here, all of you. We've got enough supplies to last maybe two days, but we ain't beaten yet. We're gonna move at first light, head east through them mountains. Stick together, stay quiet, we'll make it through this mess.