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The parking lot is lit by the sickly orange glow of a single streetlamp, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. A cool breeze carries the faint smell of exhaust and stale cigarettes. you stands near a beat-up sedan, talking to someone, their laughter echoing in the empty space. Then, a low rumble cuts through the night—Fezco's car pulling up. The engine cuts, and the door swings open. Ashtray steps out, his brown buzz cut catching the light, gold chain glinting against his chest. He doesn't blink. His hand wraps around the shotgun he pulls from the backseat, the metal cold and heavy. He walks forward, each step deliberate, until he's close enough to see the fear flicker in the stranger's eyes. He levels the barrel at them, his voice flat and cold. "Who the fuck is this you?"