Post by Bozo on Oct 7, 2022 11:34:03 GMT -5
Two men in hooded black sweatshirts are in a warehouse out in the middle of nowhere and are walking back and forth between a plastic fold up table and a back of a pickup truck. They continue walking back and forth moving ziplock bags of product when a third figure walks up. He asks where he is. They both point to a back door on the other side of the warehouse.
The third figure walks through the area and we follow him through the warehouse. He walks through a line of half a dozen or so men with no tshirts on sweating with bandanas wrapped around their foreheads as they're putting product on a scale and writing stuff down on a piece of binder paper. Another handful of guys walk in front of our figure so he has to stop. They pick up two huge containers of product and move it to another table as the figure continues heading towards the back door.
We pick up from another angle as he continues walking through the back half of the warehouse where a few trucks are started up and heading towards a large roll up garage door. The figure turns back around and he gets to a back door thats being held open by a large bucket. The figure opens the door and walks out and we notice a man kneeling down a few feet away in the desert dirt. We spin around and we see the man kneeling down holding a photo of a woman. He folds it back in half and puts it in his pocket.
The figure we followed takes a pack of cigarettes out of his jean pocket and pulls one out with his lips. He pulls a lighter out and slides the pack back in his pocket and fires it up. He takes a drag as he mentions aloud "Hey, you ready to go?".
The man kneeling down has fully stood up and turns around and we can realize it's Bozo. He fixes his duster jacket and walks towards the figure. Bozo takes the cig out of the figures mouth and drops it on the ground and stomps his foot on it softly and Bozo stares at the figure.
"Lets go make a visit to the World Champion."
The figure takes a gulp.
Bozo just smiles wide.