Playing Red Dead Redemption And Writing About It

I spent most of my day off playing Red Dead. I had a bounty on my head and had to do little tasks like herding cattle and helping the wronged, to save up a few bucks and pay off my debt to society. When my old sins, which consisted of assaulting lawmen, public displays of violence and cold blooded murder, were finally paid off I went off into the desert. There was a lady there who needed my help. She was sick and suffering from fever. I rode off to the nearest town and paid the doctor a visit. For the last bit of my cash, he gave me a vial of medicine. When I got back to her, she was near death but the elixir worked and I helped her up.

As she began to walk towards her home, I got on my horse and looked out towards the horizon. Then without much thought, I took out my lasso and caught the woman I just saved. I rode off quickly, her body dragging behind me and then I stopped, got off the horse, hog tied the lady and shot her in the head.