I somehow didn't get shot so I got out of the bar alive, I thought it was for the best that I would leave this town and head to another. I was walking down the road that was full of mud and horses, everything got dirty because the cleaner roads were all filled with people so I had to walk in the muddy ones. I also saw a sheriff dragging a man who had shot someone and their horse.

"You maggot! You rich bastards always ruin everything!"

The criminal yelled, I turned to look away because I almost laughed. I turned back to look at the man and saw a tattoo on the mans neck, it was a red skull so it meant that he was part of the Red skulls gang that took a huge part in the mass kidnapping. I rushed to the sheriff's office where the man got dragged in and looked for them, I saw the man getting dragged into the backroom even tho he was supposed to be thrown into a cell. I tried going after them but I got stopped by another guard.

"This place is off limits. Wait there if you have something to report."

The guard said and pointed at a small waiting area, I glared at the guard and slowly began heading to the waiting area, I looked back at him and saw him getting whispered by the sheriff in the backroom.

"Hey, sir? You are allowed to go in with the sheriff who is currently inside. Cause some trouble and I will get ya out of there and throw you into one of those cells!"

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The guard said to me as he was pointing at the backroom door. I got up and walked to the door and went inside. I saw the man who had the tattoo, he was tied down to a chair and the sheriff was asking questions from him, it wasn't a wholesome momment, rather a messy and a nasty one. The room was old and made of bricks, it was about as big as a avarage size kitchen. the room didn't have almost anything in it, other than a ceiling lamp, an old table and a few chairs

"So... You shot the man... But why did you shoot the horse? You know that is a thing no one does, right?"

The sheriff said to the man with the tattoo and took out a knife and slammed it on the table. I stood there and listened to the sheriff.

"You can stay quiet, but that knife will probably be slammed right through your hand and left there till you bleed to death. Your choise, I will give you few seconds."

The sheriff said and grabbed the man by the hand and gently placed it on the table right before taking the knife. The man was sweating like a pig, he was staring at me expecting me to help him. The sheriff realized that the man was staring at me so he turned around and saw me.

"Ooooh! I didn't hear you coming in! Have a seat!"

The sheriff said and pulled out a chair for me to sit in, I sat down but he didn't sit right away, right before sitting down he slammed the knife back on the table. The sheriff always had this creepy smile that was unsettling, he also had snow white hair.

"Sheriff Joy, whole name is Nick McJoy, but call me Joy or Nick. Whats your name?"

The shreiff said and held out his hand while still having that creepy smile. I was a little confused of the situation but I told the sheriff my name.

"Im Arthur, Arthur Feuerball."

We shook hands and sat there for a momment before he got up to threaten the man once again. I sat there ignoring what he was doing, I was only interested in the man because he could tell me where their leader is.