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A face leaned in. A real face. HollowPoint’s eyes widened.

And Arthur Morgan simply walked out of the tailor's shop, mounted his horse, and rode toward the setting sun. He didn't know if he was still a character or a person. But for the first time since the hook sank into his code, he was the one holding the reins. script hook rdr 2

[ERROR] ScriptHookRDR2: Subject refused injection. Unloading all custom scripts. A face leaned in

was typing furiously.

He found the first anomaly by Flatneck Station. A floating wagon, spinning slowly in the dawn light. Its wheels turned, but it went nowhere. Then came the clones. He rode past Emerald Ranch and saw himself leaning against the fence—a silent, bearded copy wearing his exact blue shirt, just staring at the horizon. When Arthur spoke, the clone said nothing. It just raised a hand, then vanished into pixels. And Arthur Morgan simply walked out of the

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