Wild West. A group of gunmen fell into your town and devastated it. Only you survived, not for long. Criminals have found your hiding place and are ready to kill you too.

You close your eyes and hear the shots. But you're still alive. When you open your eyes you can see that someone has killed your tormentors with a few shots.

"What a mess, huh." Your savior speaks, and hide his gun. He sits on the dark brown horse. "Are you the only one left, little one?"