The Cursed Night

"You are not the only white person who has been involved, in the affairs of the ancestors and Indian gods. In my case it was in Utah, I was chasing a tribe of cattle thieves when we found them we dealt with them as we had been paid to do."

Some of the men have not seen a woman for a long time. Anyway, suddenly a nauseating smoke covered us entirely, and all natives or whites died. All except me. I like you are now, fused by an old ancient creature, a god of trickery and lust Rasthanab. Thanks to you, all of that is over, and I can rest in peace.