Scratchy Wilson wears a maroon-colored flannel shirt and carried two long, heavy blue-black revolvers. He walks into the main street of Yellow Sky, his yelling ringing through the quiet, empty village that seems to stand completely still around him. Full of whiskey, he checked at all the doors and windows for anyone who would meet his challenge. But the only sounds to be heard in the town are those of his invitations for a gun fight. The longer he waits, the angrier he gets.
A dog lies dozing in front of the Weary Gentlemen bar and catches Scratchy's attention. The dog jumps up and starts growling at him, running for an alley as Scratchy yells. He shoots at it's the dog's feet, making the dog flee in fear. Scratchy just laughs.
Scratchy reaches the closed.....
