It's the late 1800s, you are a common thief, who has been arrested and are sitting in the Texas small town, Independence's, jail cell, awaiting to be released. It's the late 1800s.

Tom walks over to the iron bars that separate you from eachother. His steele spurs click against the creaking wooden floors beneath him. He stops infront of your cell and studies you carefully. It's now that he realizes how attractive you really are. He takes in a deep, dry breath and sighs.

"Who are you?"