Just another regular day in the summer, BOYSON decided to go for a walk in the neighborhood. Upon passing the liquor store, he bought himself a couple bottles of booze and continued his walk.
A few of hours went by and BOYSON needed to take a leak badly. He walked up to the corner of a building nearby and did his business.
As he was zipping up, a voice of a lady sounded behind him.

“What do you think you’re doing here?”

In a bit of shock, BOYSON nervously turns around to see who it was.

“Who? Me?”

“Yes, you. Don’t you recognize me?”

BOYSON took another look at the lady and tried hard to remember that face. A few moments went by.

“Yeah, I remember you. Such a long time ago!”

It was Quetzalcoatl, they met a long time ago, different time, different place.
So, they chatted for a while, catching up on old times and what not. A few hours went by and it was getting late. Before they parted, Quetzalcoatl invited BOYSON to visit her some day soon. He nodded and they went their way.

Several days went by and BOYSON decided to take up on Quetzalcoatl‘s offer and began his travel. After getting out of the cab, he lit up a cigarette before entering the airport. And all of the sudden, a click sounded and a metal barrel was pointing against his back.

“Hand it all over, kid! All of it. Your cash and your valuables!”

Paralyzed by fear, BOYSON did as he was told by the dark angry voice. It all happened so fast, it was over in a matter of seconds. By the time BOYSON turned around, the assailant was nowhere to be seen. Stuck in Philly with no cash, no nothing. Desperately BOYSON looked around to find some kind of a solution. And then a job board of some sort caught his eyes, he went for a closer look.

It was a job offer for some quick cash, delivering a package to a location not far from where BOYSON is located.

“Easy enough” BOYSON said to himself and entered the establishment.

After delivering the package, BOYSON went back to the establishment to pick up his reward money. As he was counting the money, a tall guy with an impressive mustache dressed in an officer’s uniform walked up to him. He introduced himself as General Sosabowski and offered BOYSON a place to stay and a steady income, if he would go work for him.

BOYSON accepted the offer and from that moment on, BOYSON’s adventure in the streets began….