Tyler sat into his car, and drove down the dark road, where the headlights of his beaten up car were the only source of light for miles. He drove into the city center, into central Brentwood, which was much busier that the outskirts of town, but still, very empty. Most of the civillians were in their beds, asleep. It was 3am, after all.
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