The sky is bloody red. Like every bloody day in Nevada.
Hank's body is lying on the grey sand of the desert surrounded by hundreds of corpses, limbs and heads. Red blood mixed with yellow.
Hank is dead. WTF!!11 How can it be? This is impossible! His heart isnt't beating. He doesn't breathe. His sword is broken. His gun is empty.
I see a car. This car came closer and closer.
I see two armed men, taking his body into it.
Deats is not the end. This is just a begining.
Cool music, bro!