After a long ride, the Oklahoma sun has finally dropped under the horizon. Soon, the steaming temperatures would drop, and you’d be left alone in the desolate landscape with nothing but your horse and a campfire to stay warm. There was an overwhelming feeling of dread, however… one that couldn’t be shaken. A whisper could be heard through the dusty air: “You’re lost...” The raspy voice echoed through your head. “You should stay with me.”