I woke up this morning in a very unusual place. It was a jail cell, I have no recollection of how I got here. I start to check my pockets and I find 3 items. One of the items is a poker chip, another is a rock with a weird carving in it, and the last is my wallet with nothing in it. My ID along with all my money was just gone, what was I supposed to do especially from inside this cell? 

    I start to think well maybe I went to the casino last night and had a little too much to drink. That couldn't have been the case since everything in my wallet was missing. Then out of nowhere someone comes to bail me out and I still haven't been told why I was in jail. I walk outside and there's a man standing by a pickup truck and waves me to come over there. I start walking over to the mysterious guy wondering who he is and why he would bail me out. He says "I'm Pablo and we were at the casino last night but I lost you half way through the night we have some unfinished business we need to tend to." We then start driving for what feels like days on end through the desert. We arrive at this huge rock in the middle of nowhere there's no cars, no people, and no lights anywhere to be seen.

    Pablo and I start walking to this huge rock and hear a faint scream off in the distance. Pablo assures me its nothing to worry about but we need to get to the rock before the sun sets. So, I brush it off and continue following him. We finally reach the rock as the sun starts to set, Pablo shows me the rock and there was this old carving in it and there was a small piece missing. I pulled the other piece out of my pocket and placed it onto the wall. Sure enough it was the missing piece to the rock. Pablo tells me that this is the ancient Indian grounds and for what I stole from them I would never be forgiven. I would have this huge cloud over me for the rest of my life and there wasn't anything I could do to fix it, my luck would completely run out and I'd be cursed for the rest of my life.

    I still hadn't found out why everything in my wallet was missing. So, I persisted that I ask Pablo what had happened to all my stuff. All he said was "well young one I guess your luck has already ran out." As I come to find out Pablo was a relative of the ancient Indians and he was very upset with me stealing that piece of the rock and I was no longer able to live my regular life. Instead I was forced to live off the land and was cursed for all eternity. Pablo said this isn't the first time someone tried to take from his ancestors and the scream we heard earlier was one of the other people that stole from Pablo's ancestors.