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You try to dodge behind the stalagmites to avoid the clansman’s fire, but your reflexes are dulled by fatigue and your movements are uncertain. A line of bullets punctures your chest and the taste of blood fills your mouth. As you fall to the ground, strangely you feel no pain, only an irresistible desire to sleep.

Moments later the clansman falls victim to Kate’s pistol, but it is a shot you do not hear, for you have already slipped into the timeless embrace of death.

Tragically, your journey and your life end here in the caverns of Sonora.