Bryan stool there as a guy, covered head to toe in blood, came towards him and said, "No... None of us are bitten. Not scratched or anything. Could ask you the same question.". Bryan then responded to the guy, "Well, for one, I'm not bitten; two, If I was bitten, I would still be at LA; and three, you are the one covered head to toe in blood, so you need to take a shower before you get killed by a bandit.". And then out of the nowhere, the guy with the bloody shirt appeared and told Bryan a odd story. Bryan remembered it word by word, "Well officer, I was searching through a shop when some asshole swung a mother, uncle, sister, cat fucking golf club at my head! Rather than, what would you call it, use... Uh, deadly force and stab his pansy ass to death, I instead elected to quickly, and rather efficiently if I do say so myself, beat several shades of shit out of him. He's alive though, if not exactly well, and I even left him a jar of... Baby food. See, no crime here. Complete self fucking defence.". Bryan couldn't help but laugh at his story and then said, "Sir, are you just fucking with me or what? Because, that is the dumbest story I have heard in awhile. 'A mother, uncle, sister, cat fucking golf club' what was that about?".

He then stopped laughing and said, "Sorry, that was rude, but I had to laugh at the crappy story." and then he breathed and said, "I'm Officer Earles. What are you guy's names?". He then realized that the other guy said that there is nothing left and that everything is gone. He didn't want to stay in this shit hole and then said, "Could you give me a bit of gas? Enough to reach Dana Point, then I can found gas and supplies there.".