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Tyler stayed for a month not online, the rest of the time he did not have a chance to leave the house anymore

that player spread about the ease and the amount of money that could be won in their missions, from there, the dream of most players was a call from Tyler

He was lying on his bed looking at the cell phone, he discovered by accident by pressing the button home for some time

He pressed the button and the world was slow, a phrase appeared in front of him,

"Do you want to enter story mode?"

Yes No

He selected yes and everything went dark, when he opened his eyes he saw his bed, but someting looked different, he could not hear, the sound of jets or the explosions not even a machine gun

he went to beach and saw no player on the way, he sat on a bench near the houses and began to think about what he would do

"At what historical moment am I? And if I'm in a moment where they are in North Yankton "

I noticed a strange thing, an interaction I never saw before among npcs, a policeman was cursing a beggar and the beggar looked drunk almost falling

A man passed by him and sat down beside me, I heard him speak as he looked at the beggar

Strange "I understand how you feel"

I looked at him and asked

Tyler "What? "

The stranger seemed to have noticed what he said and explained

Strange "ah no, is that I understand how to drink to forget the problems of life"

Tyler "I understood, I think I understand a little bit too, since I came here I have lived aimlessly"

Strange "to los santos? "

Tyler ... hm? "

Strange "you said you've been aimless since you came here, for los sant? "

Tyler "Oh, that's right, a purpose I'm Tyler"

Strange "I'm Michael, Pleasure"

Tyler "Pleasure too, who knows someday not to live and forget hum hum? "

Michael, yes, that's a good idea.

As we talked about black men they approached us and asked

Strange "excuse me, can you tell me where bertoit beach house is

Tyler "No, I do not know"

Michael got up and pointed to a house and said

"It's that right there with the yellow stairs"

Strange "oh, thanks for this help, thanks"

They left and the other one not another jerk, I could not hear what he was but he looked angry

I looked at Michael and said

Tyler "are you sure you should have said? "

Michael like that? "

Tyler "is the other guy looked very angry with the other that asked you"

Michael "Dude, are you racist? "

Tyler "What? It's not far from it, it's just a guess, anyway it was nice to meet you, "

Michael "It was good to meet you too, any day we will drink"

Tyler "Yes we will"

We traded our numbers and I left

Tyler "wait, Michael?, two black men looking for a house? Shit, that's the beginning of the story, but lucky that I changed numbers with him" I'll give my way to get into the story.