If somebody were to ask where Micheal was going, he'd simply say he was going back in time for a mission in Russia in the 1800's.

But this is not Russia.

He was still getting himself off of the dirty ground, letting the little rocks fall out of his mouth when he hears noises next to him. Micheal goes to turn and is met with a Horse!?

He takes a step back, blinking from the hot sun before his jaw drops. He can just barley make out the silhouette, but the person clearly has heavy gear, boots and... Oh of course it's a damn cowboy hat!

This is litterly as far from Northeast Russia as he could be. This is SouthWest U.S- Mexico!