Amnesia sits at a bar with four shots of brown liquor in front of him and another 12 empty shot glasses next to them...a little old man behind the bar just staring at him and a heavier set biker dude sat further down the bar doing the same....five empty tables behind him with a large TV showing formula one and a younger couple drunk playing pool and feeding the jukebox at one end, the exit at the other up a small flight of stairs....like in cheers.....the roars of the formula one engines quite loud when there isn't a song playing...."hotel California" starts to play....


Amnesia puts a shot glass to his bottom lip ...."well one more won't gurt....haha gurt" and spills some of the drink before necking it back and continuing to talk to himself..."you know this song....I like the frank ocean ocean one....yeah that ones cool......(Starts to sing) 🎶It's an American wedding 🎶.."..... "Nah I haven't heard that one......What's that one abou.....whats that fat cunt looking at??....(Looks at the biker) Yeah you fatty bum bum" the biker stands up and launches towards him, amnesia grabs a shot glass and leans in jamming the glass into the bikers right eye then slamming the palm of his hand into it until it smashes causing blood to splurt out and his eye ball to look massive and weird in the bottom of the glass...he then grabs the back of his head and slams it onto the barstool between them just as the barman pulls out a shotgun and cocks it at him, amnesia sits back down opening his jacket to show a row of four grenades all attached to his thumb by a wire.... "Listen Mike....it is mike isn't it…...(Wriggles his thumb) This is the part where you answer me" "yeah , I'm...." "That's enough...just yes and no answers from here Mike.....did you put in a call about a woman with a red flower?". "Yes, but...." Wriggles his thumb again "blah blah blah nah nah, YES or NO Mike remember.............well this is where it gets tricky Mike cos instead of yes or no you're gonna give me a name, and you're only gonna say that name......unless it's two people then I want two names obviously". "Aries". "C'mon Mike weird as a fucking name it is there must be a million Aries out there........what's the fucking rest mike". "I can't they'll....". "I'm gonna fucking kill all of us right now Mike....(Wriggles his thumb again)..... he'll do it, you're making our fucking brain itch Mike...". He pulls on the pins.... "Gold....Aries Gold"..... "Now that wasn't hard was it mike....now you can keep that pointed at me but remember if I even stumble on my way to and subsequently up those steps and out that door we all go bye bye.....and on that note.."


Amnesia hops off his stool and turns with his back to the barman as the couple stand shocked in the corner, the jukebox now off and just formula one blasting.....the barman keeps his gun aimed at amnesia as he walks up the stairs and out of view to hear the door open then just as the door is closing four grenades come bouncing down the stairs.......the barman "oh fuck....."