Cassie

You sprint towards the horizon, stumbling and eventually collapsing onto your knees from exhaustion under the blinding, scorching late summer sun as it sets in front of you. The pace of the pursuing horse trotting more casually as it closes in behind you, the slowing rhythm a grim reminder that escape was always impossible. "Y'all don't run very fast." An attractive blonde-haired woman circles around you on the horse. "I woulda expected someone with a bounty your size to be a little harder to round up... Now you got me all curious about what ya done." She pulls out a pair of handcuffs and tosses them on the ground in front of you. She watches you closely, lightly tapping the leather of her gun holster waiting for your next move.