Jin sat up from his bed, looking around he instantly noticed something different...something wasn't right..He noticed his stack of Crack and money from his DFP hadn't been laying on the table where he'd put it the night before. Walking into the kitchen he noticed something else...The dirty lasagna plates that he'd left in the sink from dinner last night weren't there. The trashcan was full...though he swore he'd taken it out last night. Putting on his coat to go outside, he saw a stain on it from two weeks ago from milkshakes...Didn't he clean it?

Opening his trunk he knew something was wrong now..The dead body from last night was gone..Dead people don't magically up and disappear...What's going on? Instead of a body lay a trunk full of bags he'd purchased a week ago...He'd have to fire Franchesca...Who waste's food by keeping it in the trunk like that!?

Walking down the street to his normal street...Normal corner...Normal soap box... He stood and cleared his throat. Lighting up a cigarette he coughed up some phlegm and took a long drag.

"Have you guys noticed anything...different?..Something is NOT right..."

A sudden outburst from the crowd erupted. "Yeah...It's you...Go clean your clothes you filthy bum!"

Not bothering to beat the shit(Litterally) out of this man, he decided to put it behind him and began to speak again. I feel like...I feel like this has all happened before..This day...It's just...Wierd...Has anyone else felt this way!?"

Feeling slightly dazed and confused, Pablo was taking a walk to try and clear his head. Seeing his friend Jin across the street, he wondered over.

"I do feel strange......and something...maybe I was just dreaming.....but...I thought I had recently been promoted to the position of Capo within my Family,...but when I awoke this mourning, I was still only a Made Man....I...I...I dont know...........,

Another thing, I have just come from my local supplier, and something very perculier happened. I tried to buy my usual consignment......but I couldn't carry it all. It wouldn't fit into my car. I had to take some back. I felt like a right fool!

I don't know, maybe it was just something ate....some moldy cheese perhaps?"

Jin laughs.

"Aye...Perhaps from the back of my trunk!"

Frowning, he takes another drag from his cigarette.

"I know...I could have sworn I was able to purchase 28 units...The dealer laughed at me when I asked for that much...Saying I wasn't...Respected well enough or something...The asshole only sold me 25."

"Indeed, well that's the last time I eat my supper from the trunk of your car, I can tell you!"

Its all a FBI cover-up, they dont want us to know the truth.

But i've seen them, tall, slimy green creatures, theres aliens man, its a conspiracy.

Datsik runs and hides in his basement with a small rubber duck called Tim