U N E A R T H L I N G S | The Dew Drop Inn
Mac grabs the drink he just poured for Rod and empties it in the sink behind the bar.
You may not be looking for trouble, Mac, but trouble is looking for you. You need to hear what I have to say.
I said I ain’t got time for bullshit. Get out or I’ll throw you out.
Alright, alright. I’m leaving. But you gotta know. Nothing is what it seems, and we’re all in trouble, man. All of us from the squadron. You included.
I said get out, Rod. I ain’t saying it again.
Okay, brother, but watch your six. Some heavy shit is going down.
Rod stands and heads for the door. Sirens are heard in the distance. Lots of them. Suddenly, Rod dashes out of the bar, starts running down the street. Three black vans with tinted windows rush by the the bar window heading in the same direction. Mac hears gunfire in the streets outside.
Another van stops in front of the door to the bar.
CHOOSE MAC’S RESPONSE:
Mac stays in the bar.
Mac ducks behind the counter and leaves the bar through the back door.
