I have been chosen. [1/2]

Before I could notice, our surroundings suddenly changed. Xander and Raymond said nothing and sat down. We were currently in an open-air balcony of a house in the mountains.

"What the hell?" I could only mumble in surprise.

"Sit down boy, this will take a while. What are you bastards having?"

" I'm fine with anything."

"Tsk, your always full of shit Xander, are Cardinals allowed to drink? Old man, get me a glass of Scotch! The best you got."

In the middle of the balcony was a wooden picnic table. We had quite a view of the magnificent sky.

There are no other structures, and I can't hear the sounds of wildlife or other people. Just where the fuck were we?

Roland came back and brought each of us a glass. He also had a bottle of what I thought was Scotch. Having been poor most of my life, I usually bought the cheapest beer available. 

I used to drink Budweiser, but the recent Bud Light fiasco caused me to switch to Miller High Life.