Coming from a family of outlaws, criminals, thieves, a few murders, and likely worse, you had learned to...well, behave like them.

Even if you were on your own, traveling place to place, day by day, night by night, using horses and sometimes sneaking onto other people's vehicles for transportation.

And, with all the laws you broke at some point, there had been a bounty placed over your head....and there was no doubt that a bounty hunter was coming after you for that prize..

It was late at night, maybe around eleven. You decided to set up camp in the middle of God knows where, but you knew it was near a town as there were buildings with a few lights on.

However, you couldn't go as the people inside would likely recognize you and...well, you'd get thrown in prison.

Your fire was out and you were lying in a tent you stole, everything was fine and pretty relaxing...until you heard a horse sniffle and the sounds of someone unmounting themselves from a horse...