It was a stormy Sunday afternoon in the early Spring, storm clouds were gathering over the nearby hills to the West of the ghost town of Last Chance. Shamus O'Hara was watching this from his office in a two-story building in a back street of the town. A crack of thunder and a flash of lightning and then sounds of rain falling on the tin roof of the building and then a knock on the office door.
"Come in, the door is opened." Said, Shamus as he thought to himself who could this be sitting at his desk looking through the latest edition of the Chronicles of Last Chance before going to print.
It took a moment or two before the office began to open a flash of lightning shone through the office window revealing two figures in the doorway after it fully opened.
"Come in, and sit down." Said, Shamus as he pointed to the two chairs at the front of his desk.
It took moment or two before the two figures began to move towards Shamus's desk. As the two moves closer towards him and his eyes adjusted to the light...