The year's 1864. Curly Austin is a local hero in the town of Dusty Boulder, Mississippi.

A haggered man comes sauntering down the pebbled dirt path, only his silhouette visible in front of the steamy afternoon sun.

"What're you doin' here, chap?" Curly called out to the stranger.
His only response was a grin and an amused huff, as he kicked the rusty welcome sign to the ground.

Curly spat out his tobacco, pulled out his loyal revolver, and prepared for a do-in.
Passersby began to take notice of the impending scuffle, and formed a crowd.
The stranger's wry grin spread as he pulled out his own shining gun.

A tumbleweed danced across the road between the two men.
"This town don't have no room for freeloaders like you." Curly said, squinting up the road at the man.
After a small laugh, the stranger responded.


"I'm gonna make you bite the ground for this whole ramshackled town to watch-- brother."