The wind rustled the leaves in the trees. The sun was hovering just above the horizon, and John guessed that it was 8 pm. Arthur looked around and saw a grasshopper. He bent down, using his front legs to hold his body while his back legs stood straight. The grasshopper hopped on the deer's nose and Arthur made his eyes cross to look at it.

After it hopped away, the golden buck shook his head and ran to catch up with Jack. He trotted around his nephew's horse and the teenager chuckled.

"What is it, Uncle Arthur?" he inquired as he dismounted.

Arthur pointed his 3-point antlers at him and then snatched his lasso.

"Get back here!" he laughed as he chased the buck.

After a few minutes of running, the reincarnated soul dropped the rope as Jack caught his breath. "You're... You're fast, Arthur."

After noticing the moon had claimed the sky, Jack hugged the buck and said, "goodnight," before going inside the house. The air was cool and an owl hooted in the distance, then Arthur started to walk around his brother's property. His desire right now was to calm himself and let the night sounds lull him to sleep.

But his mind wouldn't let him. Deer were nocturnal, as well as daytime animals, so him getting sleep was a 30% chance. Still, Arthur decided to head to the barn and lay down...

"Dutch! Micah!" Arthur entered the camp and dismounted his horse.

Micah turned around. "Black lung, you're back," he declared as he turned around to face the dying man. Dutch came out of his tent as Morgan approached Bell.

"We all need to have a little chat," Arthur coughed but took a breath to steady himself. "You rat."

"What you talking about, black lung? You live in the clouds."

"I just spoke with Agent Milton, Dutch," Arthur said, then turned back to Micah. "You sold us out!"

His dreams jumped from one to another.

"Dutch... He's the rat... You know it, and I know it..." Arthur rasped out.

Micah grinned slyly. "He's dying, Dutch. Come on, we can still escape!"

Then he was on the cliff.

Morgan pulled himself up on the rock and rolled his head over to look at his last sunrise.