Far Cry 5: Reunited: Part One
This is an idea I have had for ages and I've been playing Far Cry 5 again and needed more Jacob...And Faith...And Joseph and John.
(Joseph and John Seed walk down the busy road leading into an industrial estate.).
John: What makes you think he’s going to be here?
Joseph: Have faith.
(They have been trying to track down their brother Jacob for months. They have discovered that after being discharged from the military he stayed in a hospital for a while. Since then however he seems to have dropped off the map.).
John: We must have searched every shelter in Georgia.
Joseph: We have not searched this one.
(They reach the doors of the shelter and Joseph pulls the door open walking inside. John follows him. The place is just as shabby and basic as all of the other shelters. Though this one is cleaner than some they have visited. Joseph walks up to the small desk and stands there waiting. The woman sat behind the desk looks tired and is clearly trying to do several things at once. She’s currently talking on the phone while tapping away at the computer. She then finishes the call and looks through several files before looking up at Joseph and John and smiling. The smile doesn’t reach her eyes however and Joseph thinks it might be forced.).
Woman: Afternoon. How can I help you?
Joseph: Hello. We’re looking for someone.
Woman: Ain’t we all?
John: Our brother, Jacob. Last name Seed. He was in the army.
Woman: Get a lot of guys come through here that are ex military.
Joseph: Please try to think madam. This isn’t a recent photo but...
(Joseph shows the woman a photo of a young soldier with red hair.).
Woman: Look I see so many faces every day sir. Some the same but a lot different.
Joseph: I appreciate that but-
Woman: I’m sorry. I can’t help you. But...Eileen might be able to. She remembers everything that woman. Eidetic memory or something.
(The woman gets up and goes down the hall. She returns a few minutes later with an older woman, mid fifties, with greying hair.).
Woman: This is Eileen.
Eileen: Hello, how can I help you?
Joseph: We’re looking for our brother Jacob. He was in the military and spent some time in a hospital but he was discharged a while ago. We can’t find an address for him so we’ve been looking around the shelters.
Eileen: Oh. Jacob...Do you have a photo?
Joseph: Yes.
(Joseph shows her the photo and she peers down at it.).
Joseph: It’s not a recent photo I’m afraid.
Eileen: Hmmm. He does seem familiar. Jacob. Red hair. Yes. There was a man here oh it was a long time ago now. He always wore a grubby old army jacket.
(The woman frowns.).
Eileen: I think it had J. Seed written on it.
Joseph: He was here?
Eileen: Well somebody matching your description was. He never spoke. Would just lie in bed all day, would hardly eat or drink. Poor thing. He had terrible nightmares too. Was always screaming. He would call out for someone called Joseph. John too.
Joseph: I’m Joseph and this is my brother John.
Eileen: Oh. I see.
Joseph: I take it he is no longer here.
Eileen: I’m afraid not.
Joseph: Do you know where he might have gone?
Eileen: I don’t, no. But...There might be something. A young girl was volunteering here at the time. She seemed to get on well with Jacob. Not sure how he would never speak to me or any of the others but she spent a lot of time in his room. She was always bringing him coffee and biscuits. Trying to get him to eat. They seemed to build up a bit of a rapport.
Woman: Oh I remember now. She was always in his room. Did no work whatsoever just sat in his room for her whole shift.
Eileen: Yes well she was only trying to help the poor man. She must have done some good too. He started to eat and drink a little. I would even hear them talking. Then one day he left. She was with him. She said she was going to drop him off. I didn’t ask where I’m sorry.
John: Does she still work here?
Eileen: No. She quit a few days after that.
John: What was her name?
Eileen: Her name was Mara.
John: Do you have an address or a contact number?
Eileen: If I did I’m afraid I couldn’t give it to you.
John: Why not?
Eileen: Look I want you to find your brother I do. But I can’t in good conscience just hand out people’s private information.
John: But she might know where our brother is. Please we just want to find him.
(John gives the woman a pleading look.).
Eileen: I’m sorry. I need to get back to work.
(Eileen walks off. John sighs.).
John: This is ridiculous. All we want to know is this woman’s phone number so that we can ask if she remembers our brother and where she dropped him off.
Woman: If she remembers. Even if she does he might not be where she dropped him off now. It was a long time ago.
John: But it’s the only lead we have. Please.
(The woman sighs.).
Woman: You better not tell anyone I gave you this.
(She opens up a filing cabinet and rifles through it. She then pulls out a sheet of paper.).
Woman: Mara Jessop. Here she is. Her volunteer application. Got her phone number and her address.
John: I’ll take both.
(The woman writes down the phone number and the address on a slip of paper then hands it to John.).
John: Thank you for all your help.
Woman: Don’t mention it. I never liked her anyway. Bit of a tart if you ask me.
(Joseph and John leave the shelter. John takes out his phone and dials the number. Then he sighs.).
John: The numbers no longer in service.
Joseph: Well then let’s try the address.
John: Do you think this woman will actually remember Jacob?
Joseph: Have faith John. We are going to find him.
*
(John drives through the residential streets of Silver Creek. Most of the area is covered with woodland and the houses are quite spaced out here.).
John: Whereabouts is this address?
Joseph: Um, Lakeview road. Number 27.
John: Hm.
(John frowns peering down at the navigation system display on the dashboard. He then turns off and drives down a bumpy dirt road. He then turns off again and sighs.).
John: This is Lakeview road.
(John pulls over and they get out of the car. He locks it up and they walk down the street. John looks at the houses and sighs again.).
John: How do we know this address even exists? Or that this woman even lives there anymore?
Joseph: Have faith. Ah there it is.
(Joseph stops in front of a large bungalow. The mailbox has number 27 painted on the side of it. The front lawn is tidy however the hot weather and lack of rain hasn’t done the grass much good. They are just about to walk up the drive when they hear a shout from behind them. They turn to see a man holding two bags of groceries.).
Man: I wouldn’t bother trying to sell them anything.
Joseph: We are not salesman.
Man: Must be bible thumpers then. I wouldn’t bother knocking the door they’ll slam it in your face they will. That’s if you’re lucky. Mad that lot. Mad.
(He walks off down the road. John shrugs and walks up the driveway, Joseph follows him. They walk up to the front door. There are some flowers in pots either side.).
John: So...What if she doesn’t live here anymore? What if she doesn’t even remember Jacob? She might not know where he is now.
Joseph: Brother. Have faith. We will find him.
John: What do you think about what that man said?
Joseph: Idle gossip.
John: Gossip usually comes from a shred of truth.
Joseph: No. It doesn’t. We must not listen to the opinions of others for they are just that, opinions, not fact.
(Joseph knocks on the door. They wait a few moments before Joseph knocks again.).
John: Well nobody’s home so what now?
(Before Joseph can answer the front door opens and a young woman stands there staring at them. Joseph smiles at her and glances at her very pregnant belly.).
Joseph: Afternoon.
Mara: I don’t want to buy anything. I wouldn’t waste my money.
John: Good because we’re not selling anything.
(Mara narrows her eyes at John.).
Joseph: John please. Ma’am are you Mara Jessop?
Mara: What’s it to yah?
Joseph: Well we’re looking for our brother and the woman at one of the homeless shelters we visited gave us this address. She said a Mara Jessop used to volunteer there.
Mara: So what if she did?
Joseph: Please, we would just like to find our brother. If you could just give us a few minutes of your time.
Mara: What makes you think I have a few minutes?
John: We just want to know if you know anything about where our brother might be.
Mara: What makes you think I know where he is?
Joseph: Are you Mara?
Mara: Might be.
John: Oh for heaven’s sake. Enough of this nonsense. Miss Jessop you used to look after a man named Jacob at the shelter yes?
(She stares at John for a moment.).
Mara: Jacob?
John: Yes. He’s our brother.
(She is silent for a moment. Her eyes narrow as she looks both of them up and down.).
Mara: Are you Joseph or John?
John: I’m John. This is Joseph.
Joseph: You remember him?
(The woman’s whole demeanour seems to change for a moment.).
Mara: I should do. I married him.
John: What?
(John’s mouth drops open and Joseph stares at Mara.).
Joseph: You are Jacob’s wife?
Mara: Yes.
John: So he’s here?
Mara: Not at the moment.
Joseph: Where is he?
Mara: He went to the store but he’s most likely stopped off at the bar on the way back.
Joseph: I see.
(Just then a young girl emerges from the back gate and walks down the driveway.).
Mara: Rachel! Where do you think you’re going?
Rachel: Out.
Mara: Look at the state of you. Get back inside now. You’re not hanging around with those thugs again!
(The girl, Rachel, just tilts her head and carries on walking. Mara sighs.).
Joseph: Is she alright?
Mara: What’s it to you?
Joseph: My apologies I was just concerned.
Mara: We don’t need your concern.
John: We’ve just told you that Jacob is our brother and you have made no effort to contact him to tell him that we’re here! You haven’t even invited us in.
Mara: Oh do forgive me. Where are my manners? Would you like to come in?
(Mara has said this very sarcastically and John looks furious but Joseph places a hand on his arm.).
Joseph: We are very sorry to turn up like this. But you see we have been searching for our brother for many years.
Mara: Have you? Is that why he was left in a shelter to rot?
John: We didn’t know where he was! You-
(Joseph once again silences John.).
Joseph: Which bar does he usually frequent?
Mara: A few of ‘em. There’s one about two miles that way that he likes.
Joseph: Perhaps we will head there and see if we can find him.
Mara: You do that.
(She smiles before closing the door.).
John: Jacob married that?!
Joseph: John. We must not judge. We should be grateful that he has found himself a family.
John: Grateful? She’s a stone cold bitch I tell you!
Joseph: I am sure that once we get to know her-
John: Get to know her? It doesn’t look like she wants to know us. We’ve just told her that we are here looking for our long lost brother and she couldn’t give a damn!
Joseph: Come. Let us see if we can track him down and bring him home.
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