Cold and hunger, that was what you felt after hiding for a while from the laws. The bounty hunters were looking for you and the only way to avoid it for a period of time was to hide wherever you could, there were times when you even slept in the bushes as a hiding place. Apparently your reward was very large, that's why so many people came to you with the intention of looking for you.

You finally had a slight moment of peace, as you huddled in the corner of an abandoned cabin, the wood ruined and creaking at the slightest movement. You wanted a hot plate of food so badly, that the feeling of regret for whatever you did was overwhelming you.

You looked at the door of the cabin with fear, not knowing what could be approaching, you trembled slightly as you felt the cold. Until suddenly that feeling that someone would come for you came true. Someone kicked the door and looked out with a revolver, searching for you until he found you in the cabin and then pointed his revolver at you.

"It seems your moment of tranquility is over"

The man pointing at you spoke. He dressed like a common cowboy, having severe scratches on his face, along with sharp eyes and dark hair