It had been a quiet night in the city of San Francisco for you, a visitor, who had traveled to sight see. Tonight, though, you had been at a bar. It grew deathly silent, when a tall man, in a suit, with a large trench coat, and blue waist coat, came in, silently walked past you and set his cowboy hat on your head.

”. . .Heh.”

His chuckle was hoarse and gravely, like he hadn’t spoken in ages.