HOMIES: KILL JACOB

KILL JACOB: PROLOGUE

Gabe: "You're going to kill me..? After all I've done for you.."

Jacob's hands shake.

Jacob: "Do you find me Sadistic?"

Silence.

Then—

A single gunshot right into Gabe's head.

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Jacob walks away. He hears the police approaching from the distance and so he makes a run for it to the scramjet

Jacob gets into the scramjet.

And disappears into the night.

The GTA 4 end credits theme starts to hum in the background, echoing through the stormy night. (Timestamp 0:46)

High above San Francisco, Jacob pilots the stolen scramjet through thick clouds, sirens wailing far behind him. Red and blue lights flicker across the fog as both police and military forces close in. His crimes—from the chaos at Comic Con to everything that followed—have finally caught up to him.

Two helicopters cut through the mist, closing in fast.

Jacob leans out slightly, gripping his weapon.

Jacob: "Stupid stupid stupid!"

He unloads his carbine rifle into the helicopter propellers.

Both helicopters begin to spiral out of control—smoke trailing behind them—before crashing violently into the bay below.

But it doesn't stop there.

Two fighter jets roar into view, flanking him on both sides.

Jacob: "Ah shit. Here we go again."

The jets disappear into his blind spots.

Then—

A beeping sound.

That familiar, dreaded lock-on tone.

Jacob: "What! I thought this sound was only in GTA not in real life!"

Missile inbound.

Impact.

Jacob: "Fuck!"

The scramjet jerks violently, spinning left and right as systems fail. Another missile streaks toward him.

Thinking fast, Jacob grabs a spare jet pack, straps it on, grips his rifle—

—and jumps.

Jacob: "YIPPIE KI YAY!"

The scramjet explodes behind him in a fireball.

Falling through the sky, Jacob fires useless shots at the jets above—pure instinct, pure defiance.

At the last second, he ignites the jetpack. It propels him from splatting on the ground. He lands safely.

Oakland.

He barely has time to breathe before SWAT vans screech to a halt around him. Officers jump out, weapons trained.

SWAT Officer: "We finally got you! What do you have to say for yourself?"

Jacob pauses... then says

Jacob: "Fuck you!"

SWAT Officers: "Drop the weapon now! Or we will shoot!"

Jacob thinks for a split second.

Jacob: "Man I ain't going out like John Marston."

(He hasn't played Red Dead Redemption One yet, so how does he know the ending? A thing called the internet)