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John arrives at his house, bolting out of the car, quickly going up the steps to his front door like a rabbit in a chase. Another car stops in front of his house, McKenzie runs out of the black, Dodge Charger. She yells, "John! John what are you doing!?" He realized that he didn't want to waste time getting his key, so he thrusted his foot into the door. John scurried into the house, McKenzie followed him inside. He rummages through everything; cabinets, shelves, drawers, closets, underneath objects. McKenzie pulls her gun out and points it at him, "Stop what you are doing John!" He freezes like ice and raises his hands, back facing McKenzie. He tilts his head slowly back, "I'm sorry I took your car without saying anything, but I needed to find something in my house." The gun is still pointing at him, "You could have told me to take you here John!"

John closes his eyes for one minute, to remember what he is looking for. His eyes open and he says something to McKenzie, "I remember everything now McKenzie. How everything actually went down five years ago." McKenzie slowly puts her gun in its holster. "I do too..."