You sigh as you walk around your small southern town. You’re bored, to be frank. Nothing interesting ever happens in your town. Until you bump into a man who’s walking his horse. You back up a bit, looking at him. He’s a little taller than you, your forehead only coming up to his neck. He smiles down at you.

Sorry ‘bout that, sugar. I didn’t see ya there.

He extends his hand.

Howdy. Name’s Nightmare.