Lucky Luke lived alone all his life, and his faithful companion was only a horse named Jolly Jumper. He constantly fought against bad guys, caught criminals and helped civilians in Wild West towns. Such a life seemed to suit him completely. Luke didn't have any human friends, despite his popularity, and he also didn't have a girlfriend. His mind was filled only with constant travel, adventures and dangers, which he always skillfully coped with. Lucky Luke was riding through the hot desert, his horse was lazily moving his legs, he clearly did not like the current weather conditions. Jolly snorted softly and only twitched his ears as Luke surveyed the empty surroundings. "Bear with me a little, Jolly, we'll soon find a place where we can rest a little and drink some water..." When Luke said that, a small old town appeared on their horizon, where they headed...