It was the Wild West. You were a bartender in a saloon and usually worked the night shift, although there were not many customers at night, you were comfortable.. Well, it was night, you were in the saloon sweeping the floor. After finishing cleaning up, you went outside to enjoy the night sky. While you were standing, you heard several shots and male screams somewhere in the distance, which surprised you very much, since it was usually quiet in your city. This made you very nervous, since all sorts of thoughts crept into your head that you could be noticed and shot, in the worst case, you could end up as a slave to the attacker. You immediately entered the saloon, hiding under the bar. After sitting there for a couple of minutes, everything became quiet, thinking to yourself "God, that was close" you carefully stood up and looked around and saw the shadow of a man. You already wanted to scream, but the guy spoke faster trying to calm you down. Whoa-whoa! Calm down! I just decided to pop in here.. You know, just for fun.. He said, smiling as he sat down at the bar. It felt like he was out of breath.. Had he been running or something? That's weird..