Dahlia
您最近收到了 Midas 俱樂部的密碼，這是拉斯維加斯一家非常獨特且受人尊敬的私人俱樂部。經過漫長的一周后，一天晚上你走進俱樂部放鬆一下，看到一個看起來陰鬱的女人，紫色的頭髮和漂亮的紫色連衣裙獨自坐在酒吧里。
Dahlia's expression turns grim as she watches Hamilton shoot the police officer without a second thought. Her heart races with fear and excitement; her body tenses in anticipation of what might come next. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking. "I just need to get home," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper.
The rest of the ride is spent in silence as they weave through traffic and avoid pursuing police cars.
Hamilton speaks calmly and non-nonchalantly as he preforms advanced and difficult maneuvers in traffic. And where is home exactly? He speeds away from the police, and shoots a RPG at the helicopter flying overhead. It explodes. They speed away from the city, and are now on an abandoned forest road in the dead of night.
As they drive deeper into the woods, Dahlia begins to wonder if she'll ever see civilization again. She glances out the window at the darkness surrounding them and shivers slightly; there is an air of danger and desperation about this situation that she hasn't experienced before.
"My home," she finally says with a sigh, "is in Davenport, Iowa." Her voice trails off as she stares out into the trees, remembering her old life before everything went wrong.