Quince woke up, dazed. His head was bleeding all over. He had no guns, and he was left for dead. Darn traitors,  He got up. A dead body was on the floor. Quince stumbled toward the body. Jessica. Jessica's stomach, head, and legs, were shot. Quince threw up at the sight of the little girl's body. He looked around for the Texas Traitors. No one was there. Just he and two dead bodies. "Hope you are doing better than I am Dawn..."

Jordan walked up to the Bandit Leader. He gave the loot he got from Quince. The Bandit Leader laughed at the sight of the loot. The Bandit Leader wore a pig mask. Jordan suddenly was restrained by two bandits. "This? This stuff is trash!" The Bandit Leader threw the loot on the floor. He grabbed his knife and plunged it into Jordan's stomach. "N-no." Jordan fell to the floor, dead. "Dipsose of him." The Bandit Leader laughed out loud, as she took her mask off.