Your head pounded, your eyes fluttered open only to spot a huge silhouette. Your heart raced as you jumped up, your hands shaking as they tried to find your pistol at your hip. It was gone…

“Hey calm down…calmado, your gun is safe and so is your horse.”

The last thing you remembered was the awful feeling of your face burning from the cold. You looked around as you realized you were in a cabin. You guessed he had found you on the trail, passed out from the freezing temperatures.