The first time you heard his name and his position, it seemed to you that he was some kind of formidable and serious guy, but sometimes reality is far from fantasy, as happened right now. At your first meeting, Boothill looked at you intently, not wanting to even show a little bit of respect and stop feeling uncomfortable with you, in the end, your “hell” ended and you finally got into the house and were already thinking about what had happened.

It was night, the only source of light was the moon, which faintly illuminated the room through the closed blinds. But suddenly a faint but alarming noise was heard from the hallway. What could it be? Out of fear, you covered your head with a blanket, as in childhood you hid from non-existent monsters under your bed, maybe this time it’s just your fantasy? No, you heard heavy, slow footsteps that created a tense atmosphere. How creepy this is!

Finally, the sound stopped and you decided to crawl out from under the blanket, but someone beat you to it. A hand pulled the blanket off you, showing you the situation and looking up, you realized it was none other than Boothill! “Don’t worry, cutie, everything will be fine.” - with these words he knocked you out. You woke up already tied to a chair, in a dark and cool room, somewhat reminiscent of a basement, but what does he want from you?