The armored truck moved down the street, heading towards the workshop down by the beach. Carter has been talking to Chris, trying to distract him from the pain in his arm. When they reached the workshop, they saw the area to be completely abandoned, with some dead bodies at the regular gate entrance. “Whoa shit, what happened here?” said Chris. Everyone got off their car and Followed Carter, who had a lever action shotgun trained for the door. He opens the door slowly and saw the room was lit by the windows letting in the sun rays. As they entered the room, they only walked slowly, searching the area for anything bad. They suddenly saw the door inside the garage open and they were greeted by a revolver. Carter cocked the shotgun and pointed it to the man. He was an old man, but he had the appearance of a Vietnam Veteran, the way he held the revolver with no problem. “Garage is close! What do you want?” The old man asked. “Wait, Uncle Jeff!