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Wyoming

The Raven-Class Gunship finally pulls up in a dense forest, behind Bloodridge's house. Soon, James ejected from the Raven. He would need it again, at a later date, but first, he must find his house...

Bloodridge finally arrives back at his old house, long since abandoned after he murdered Claire. All of the memories started to flood back to him. His mind was racing, and he was contemplating whether he should have spared her or whatnot. Instead, he just shrugged it off. After-all, she did betray him, and Bloodridge didn't feel much remorse at all.

He opened the door to basement at the back entrance to his former house. Hardly anyone could have found it, and even then, there was a password guarding it. James wasted no time putting in the combination, and he soon jumped in the door.

The view inside the basement was horrific. Tons of crazy contractions, in which Bloodridge built, was gathering dust and cobwebs. Machines that were still functioning had long been rusted, with a orange-brown tint. The object he was looking for, however, wasn't damaged. It was a picture of one of his former associates, which possibly has one of his inventions that James gave to him...

With that out of the way, James was about to then jump onto his Raven, before his mind raced again. He went back inside the house. On the shelf, he saw a picture of Claire and James, back when they were still young and newly married.

No point in leaving it in this forsaken house, he thought in his mind.

He then piloted his Raven, and under impulse drives, went towards Park City, in Utah...

Park City

The sky was starting to darken as James Bloodridge hopped out of his Raven-Class Gunship. in the darkness, he would think that he would not be spotted or at the very least, identified quickly. He went to his old address, and he knocked on his old colleague's door.

"Hello?"

James Bloodridge shuddered. This wasn't his voice. He didn't have time to think about who it was, as the door opened. The door opened...to show his former co-worker. However, there was a twist.

"James? What the hell are you doing he-"

"Listen. I need to borrow that invention that I gave you, several years back..."

"Hold on, I will be right back."

James Bloodridge waited on the snow for a while, but then, the wind stopped. From the still open door, he can hear his former colleague's phone-call from his living room.

This is ONI Agent_74, James Bloodridge is right in my f***ing front door...yes, I repeat, he is in my front door...O-

Wasting no time, James Bloodridge soon ran towards his Raven, and armed the weapons system of the craft.

"You think you can report me?!?"

Soon, the Raven fired a concentrated burst of lasers, and missiles at the house, obliterating it and several other adjacent compounds. This also set fire to the neighborhood. As this happened, Bloodridge started to panic.

"Damnit! Damnit, Damnit, Damnit! The UAC would be relaying a fleet overhead, so I heed to get the hell out of this damned place!"

Soon, James Bloodridge initiated his impulse drive towards Salt Lake City, only taking a solid minute of travel. He lands on top of a tall building. James activated his communication device, and called for assistance.

"This is James Bloodridge, the god-damn UAC will be slip-spacing their shi-...hello?"

"Sorry, but you aren't receiving help. Goodbye," said the operator.

Immediately, the communication device ceased to work. Bloodridge was firmly trapped in possibly the worst situation he can be in.

OOC: The beginning of the end.