Install Steam
sign in
|
language
简体中文 (Simplified Chinese)
繁體中文 (Traditional Chinese)
日本語 (Japanese)
한국어 (Korean)
ไทย (Thai)
Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
Bahasa Melayu (Malay) BETA
Български (Bulgarian)
Čeština (Czech)
Dansk (Danish)
Deutsch (German)
Español - España (Spanish - Spain)
Español - Latinoamérica (Spanish - Latin America)
Ελληνικά (Greek)
Français (French)
Italiano (Italian)
Magyar (Hungarian)
Nederlands (Dutch)
Norsk (Norwegian)
Polski (Polish)
Português (Portuguese - Portugal)
Português - Brasil (Portuguese - Brazil)
Română (Romanian)
Русский (Russian)
Suomi (Finnish)
Svenska (Swedish)
Türkçe (Turkish)
Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
Українська (Ukrainian)
Report a translation problem
⠀⠀⠀ ⣾⣿⠃⠀⠰⠿⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⡟⣠⣤⣤⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⣦⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⡶
⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⡿⠉⠙⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡿⠿⠿⠿⣿⣿⠁
⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠋⠀⠀⢀⣼⣿⠃⠀
⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣇⠀ ⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠻⠿⠟⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀
⢀⠠⠐⡉⠀⠈⠁⠀⠢⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀
⠇⠠⢤⠇⣀⣠⠂⠀⠀⢡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠿⠟⠛⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠈⡄⠀⣄⠴⢲⠚⡺⢗⢏⠇⠀⠀⠀⢠⠒⢉⠁⠀⠀⠑⠠⢄
⠀⠀⠀⠘⣌⠀⡰⠃⡲⢁⠮⠊⠀⢀⢀⣤⡧⣄⡀⡢⠤⠛⡖⠠⠔
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠈⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣙⡔⢁⠊⢇⠋⠮⢀⠃⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⠼⠈⢌⣈⠧⠤⠊⠀⠀⠀
If you’re watching this, I’m probably dead — murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a drug empire and using me as his chemist. After my 50th birthday, Hank revealed he had terminal cancer and needed money. He pressured me into using my chemistry skills to cook methamphetamine, which he then sold through his DEA connections. I was shocked, but vulnerable.
At the time, I had no means to support my family. Hank took me on a ride-along and convinced me how profitable it could be. I reluctantly agreed. Hank later introduced me to a distributor, Gustavo Fring, and I believe Hank was truly working with him. He kept me in line by threatening my family. I tried to quit, but he wouldn’t let me. He is a dangerous man. Everything I’ve done, I did because I was afraid… afraid of Hank Schrader.