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You look at Pole. A good friend of yours. He went missing after he moved. One day you were evident. You blacked out on the night of the evidence set, you blacked out, awoken in a strange place. Pole looks worried. Pole: So you say your single. Well you must find someone, before HE finds you. Man, the first night is always the hardest. The sorrow is real man. The sorrow is deep. Pole looks at a bar table. The time has changed. It is now 6am