We’re lucky to be alive. All of us. All of the time. Just common sense nowadays, ‘specially since the gov doesn’t do a damned thing. Hell it can’t even function, even on the simplest level, anymore. Can’t ya’ see? That’s why there’s so much crime; happens all the time. Something you just gotta’ have to get used to ‘round here.

I myself was never much for sitting aroung and letting shit like this continue, but what could one man possibly do when gangs rule the streets? Not a whole lot, I’ll tell you, not now, at least. A man could lose a helluva lot tryin’ to be a hero in this city, that’s why I’ve stayed put in my little shack-a-majiger here. But then just before you and the others arrived, he showed up just outta the freakin’ blue. Latched on to me he did and thank something for that ‘cause he’s got a plan. And maybe, with you and the others, we can turn things around. Cale’s his name. Me? Well, I ain’t nothin’ special, but I’m Jack. Oh and by the way, welcome to the Hell Hole; try not to get shot.