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Unfortunately, Snow's and my laughter alarmed the locals. Dirtied women with sickles were coming at me and old men with hatchets too. I didn't want anyone coming up from behind, so I ducked into the nearest shack, Snow letting out little screams of eggy fear.

"It's okay, Snow," I reassured him, "I'll get them good!"

And so I did. I continuously fired my Chicago Typewriter, which was aimed at the open doorway. I wasn't sure how long this went on, but I stopped firing and peeked out the door. Ganado bodies were littered everywhere. I happily told Snow it was okay to breathe fresh air again, and we set on our way again.

Re-entering the village, I was suddeny met with a knifey predicament. Knives and hatchets were raining down on me which only led to one explanation.

There were some trouble makers on the roof trying to kill me and Snow! It was probably those damned cops from earlier. 'Policia', they were. Damn them. Earlier on they had left me to fight on my lonesome against some Ganado when I had been trapped within the house, looking for the President's daughter--Ashley.

Well, I wasn't going to let them get the best of me, so I took out a grenade, pulled the pin, then tossed it above me onto the roof, all the while ignoring the weird pleas of Snow. What was his problem? Was he worried about being scrambled whilst I was throwing grenades? I'd used my rocket launcher several times and he didn't seemed too 'egged' about it then.

I ignored Snow and proceeded onward. But, all of a sudden, more hatchets came flying at me! Damn those relentless policia! I threw another grenade over onto the roof, but I forgot to pull the pin, as Snow reminded me. So, I pulled the pin of another grenade and tossed it over, feeling satisfied with the screams of those evil policia.

Vincent: 2
Policia: 0

Then, as I turned around, I noticed someone hanging from a hook over a large bonfire.

"Hey!" I said, "I don't appreciate people sneaking up on me like that!"

And so I shot his a** dead.

"Stupid! He was already dead!" came a voice from inside my XL Attache case.

I opened the case and saw Snow glowering at me. "Stupid, I've been trying to tell you that the policia are already dead!"

I glared at Snow. "Now, now, Snow. Watch your language or you won't get any other friends to play with," then I closed the case, a muffled yelling still emanating from the case.

I looked to the church doors and nodded. This was going to be our next destination.