This is the worst nightmare for many. Now poor Billy must make his way through unfamiliar parts. The townspeople are unkind to him. No one wants to help him rest. They don’t take kindly to strangers. There are far too many outlaws around these parts.

The sheriff approaches him, asks for his name. He gives it willingly and asks where he can rest for the night. The sheriff takes him to the jailhouse and locks him away.

The sheriff waves a wanted poster in Billy’s face. It’s his face. Confused and scared he has no choice but to wait for the morning.

The townspeople gather around the jailhouse awaiting the sentencing.

Death.

Billy waits for the sound of the trigger and just as the click is made he bends down and grabs his gun out his boot. He turns and shoots the sheriff.

He grabs the dead sheriff’s gun and uses that to fire at the crowd. Howling with joy as he keeps scoring more hits.

Billy loves playing the game of his own invention “Random Stop and Shoot” who knows which town will greet him tomorrow, but first before the train arrives in an hour. Time to reload.