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My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably banned, my account suspended by my brother-in-law Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a workshop empire for over a year now and using me as his main trqde bot hoster. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Hank came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my tradin knowledge to take control of the team fortress 2 workshop, which he would then sell items on using his connections with the workshop creators. Connections that he made through his career with Valve. I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Hank was a very heavy main and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the time, something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me on a ride along, and showed me just how much money even a mediocre hat could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin so I agreed. Every day, I think back at that moment with regret. I quickly realized that I was in way over my head, and Hank had a partner, a man named Gustavo Fring, a cosmetic designer. Hank essentially sold my account into servitude to this man, and when I tried to quit, Fring threatened my strange killstreak australium rocket launcher. I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Hank and Fring had a falling out on Discord. From what I can gather, Hank was always pushing for a greater share of the lootboxes, to which Valve flatly refused to give him, and things escalated. Fring was able to arrange, uh I guess I guess you call it a "report" on my brother-in-law mini-sentry, and it failed, but Hank was seriously emotionally injured, and I wound up paying his golden frying pan bills which amounted to a little over $27,000. Upon recovery, Hank was bent on revenge, working with a man named Hector Salamanca, he plotted to report Fring for hosting botted servers, and did so. In fact, the e-mail that he used was written by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated deleting my steam account, but I'm an addict. I wanted to go to the Gabe Logan Newell, but I was frightened. Hank had risen in the ranks to become the head of TF2 Hunt, and about that time, to keep me in line, he took my pybro from me. For 3 months he kept them. My medic girlfriend, who up until that point, had no idea of my criminal activities, was horrified to learn what I had done, why Hank had taken our friends account's. We were scared. I was in Dustbowl Control points, I hated myself for what I had brought upon my team. Recently, I tried once again to quit, to end this nightmare, and in response, he gave me this. I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Hank will ban me, or worse, hurt my Son, Jeremy Scout TF2. I... All I could think to do was to make this sfm animation in hope that the community will finally see this man, for what he really is.