My name is Ed Wuncler III, and this is My Voice
If I had a voice, I would tell you
that I don't feel at home here, in Woodcrest. But I don't have nowhere else to go.
My mom ran out right after I turned 3.
My dad was killed serving the army when I was in my early teens.
So my grandfather stepped in and took me under his wing. I've been in Woodcrest since the few years before he became mayor.
I've seen everything he's done, and wasn't a pretty sight.
I don't know if I could even call him a grandfather anymore...or family for that matter of fact...
The man who's taken me in is a horrible monster. I was pretty much on my own while he was out doing his "Mayor deeds".
I have to admit that meeting Gin Rummy was the best thing that's ever happened to me.
We've been like brothers since I was 16. We both got into this robbing shit together to make some money,
because just like me, Gin's got no parents.
And even though he's got his own little place, he feels like he doesn't belong here either.
So we rob the places and the people together, save up the money together.
Because honestly, we're only doing this as our major plan is to save up so we can get out of Woodcrest,
so we can get a place of our own, and be together.
But no matter what happens, no matter how much we get, or how much we save,
we always find ourselves crashing in my room at my grandfather's mansion, right back to square one.
Because we realize that my grandfather is the only way we'll get around here still living.
And we soon realize that we'll never belong anywhere, and that we'll never have a place to call our own,
a place to call home.