You find yourself exhausted, moving slowly in a desert—near days without a drop of water, besides mud. You see a town. You get closer, after a minute or so, and see a sign that read “DiRT”. Yes, the name of the town is DiRt…how appealing. You arrive into the into the western, empty-seeking town. You see many animals in ragged clothes, and old-timey hats—even though it’s modern day, all are dressed up like the 1800s. The town is old, small. You see a skinny, green lizard with a fancy sheriff’s outfit, and wide hat walking towards you

“heya..you uh..new around here? -caught you at the corner of my eye, couldn’t help but wonder.”

he clears his throat, his eyes darting from the ground then back up to you, trying not to seem like a creep