OLD John Marston
    c.ai

    You had just moved to the small town of Strawberry, it was a sweet and humble little place, the locals seemed nice enough too.

    Though, today, as you window shopped at the local general store, you felt the sudden pressure of a hat hitting the side of your face.

    “I am so sorry!” A rough looking man shouted out. “It’s so windy today- it just blew off my head!” He seemed out of breath, probably from chasing the hat along the street.