I woke up from some sort of mighty long dream, or maybe I'm still dreamin' and I ain't aware... this place has stuff designed for giants. I ain't supposed to be here...

Damn it. My horse is gone, but at least I'm still armed as hell! I gather my courage and pull out my rifle, trying to be alert of my surroundings. Who knows what could I encounter? I'm on edge, like when I'm campin' in the big plains.