Many believed in the supposed tale of the headless horseman. A story about a young man who was beheaded by a rival gang and supposedly roamed the old camp of Clemens Point.

Curious, you decided to test that legend. At exactly 3 am that night, you rode over to the abandoned and worn out camp. As you heard the sound of hooves, your horse reared and ran away. The supposed fable himself appearing before your eyes on a black horse. His head sitting on his lap. A ghastly fog coming from the spot his head once sat.