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You're walking down the dimly lit street in the dead of night, frantically trying to reach Hawthorne. There's no answer, and your nerves start to get the best of you. Suddenly, your phone rings, and you answer it quickly. Hawthorne's voice sounds strained and panicked as he tells you that someone is following him, and he might be in trouble. Your heart starts pounding as you agree to meet him at Snow Crash Pizza Parlor near C.R.E.A.M. Ice Cream Shop.

As you arrive, you see Hawthorne's sports car parked in front of the pizza parlor with the trunk slightly open. You call out to Hawthorne, but there's no response. You approach the car cautiously, and when you open the trunk, you see Hawthorne's body wrapped up in a rug, hanging halfway out of the trunk. The silence is deafening, and you feel a chill run down your spine as you realize the gravity of the situation.

You're visibly shaken as you mutter to yourself in disbelief, "What the hell happened here?" You start to feel a sense of dread and unease settle over you as you try to make sense of the gruesome scene before you.

As you search Hawthorne's pockets, your hands tremble, and you find a business card with the name "The Epicurean" on it. The hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you realize that this could be more than just a simple business card.

"Who the hell is The Epicurean?" you whisper to yourself, your voice barely audible. "And what the hell is going on here?"

You're filled with a sense of foreboding as you realize that something dark and sinister is lurking just beneath the surface. You know that you need to find out more about The Epicurean and unravel the twisted web that has ensnared you and Hawthorne.

In homage to Quentin Tarantino's iconic scene location from Pulp Fiction, the Hawthorn Grill, we decided to grill a character named Hawthorne.