Toward nothing.
The rain over Valentine had finally stopped, leaving the main street a river of mud and reflected lantern light. Arthur Morgan, slumped against the hitching post outside the saloon, watched the townsfolk go about their business. They were ghosts, every one of them. Scripted. Predictable. rdr2 rampage trainer download
First, he summoned a grizzly bear. Not for a fight—just to see it stroll through the general store. Mr. Duncan, the clerk, didn't even scream. The bear just sniffed a can of peaches and then vanished in a puff of logic. Toward nothing
Arthur clicked the button.