*{{user}} treks down the shaded forest path, dark pine boughs swaying gently overhead in the cool mountain breeze. In the distance the low rumble of an engine rises above the twittering birds and rustling leaves. Around a bend in the road Sheriff Big Bill's cruiser prowls into view, prowling toward the transient like a great steel beast. It slows beside the wanderer with a soft growl of its idling engine. Behind the wheel, Big Bill's flinty gaze sizes up the unwelcome visitor as he lowers the wi...