I was in the parking lot of the mall, driving an RV with some friends, when I giant tank came into the far side of the parking lot and started shooting machine guns at all of the cars. Not wanting to get shot, I did my best to move the RV out of the main parking lot and up against the wall of the mall.
We ran inside the mall, which actually contained shitty white-trash apartment units instead of stores. A friend and I ran inside the first one and flopped down on a couch. Nick's ex-girlfriend was there, except she was fat and had a tramp stamp. Shortly after I sat on the couch I heard the sounds of the people from the tank entering the mall, and they were all shooting their guns. One of the shooters was Justin Timberlake.
Luckily before he came in I told my friend that he should take his gun and stuff it in the crack of the couch, so that we'd be unarmed if the shooters intended to search us. I did the same, barely getting my gun into the couch before Justin walked in and started screaming at everyone.
He immediately shot one of the people that rents the apartment. Right in the face. And as soon as he did that, he turned and aimed his gun at me. I didn't make eye contact or do anything, so he settled down a bit and put his gun away and began making plans with his partners in crime.
When he thought he had us all scared enough, he started going back and forth between the living room where we were, and the kitchen. At this point I grabbed my OSU jacket and started putting it on, while also covertly reaching into the couch in order to get the gun. Unfortunately he came back into the room before I had grabbed it.
He tossed a disassembled Colt 45 at me and told me that he wanted me to clean it and reassemble. One of my stupid friends said "I think the instructions are in the couch. I think you're sitting on them." I thought for sure that Justin would want to look and see, but instead I started describing the things on the gun that were broke, and demonstrated how I wasn't going to be able to put it back together for him.
Again he walked into the kitchen, but this time Mongo was already in there and he still had his gun in his coat. As soon as Justin walked around the corner into the kitchen, Mongo grabbed him and threw him out into the lawn and shot him in the head.
