Slaughter Gulch
You blast the drunken ranch hand between the eyes and he tumbles lifelessly to the floor. Before you can turn on the native, however, you suddenly have a bone-handled knife protruding from your sternum.
Your pistol slips from your slackening grasp and you hit the ground with a thud. Mercifully, you lose consciousness before the native wrenches his blade from your chest cavity.
Through some miracle Doc White, the local physician, nurses you back to relative health. It is a slow, painful process, but within a month's time you're strong enough to walk unassisted up the steps of the gallows.
Your pistol slips from your slackening grasp and you hit the ground with a thud. Mercifully, you lose consciousness before the native wrenches his blade from your chest cavity.
Through some miracle Doc White, the local physician, nurses you back to relative health. It is a slow, painful process, but within a month's time you're strong enough to walk unassisted up the steps of the gallows.
