The Road to Helldorado

There's a foul stench wafting down Allen, and down Fremont too, setting the whole town of Tombstone ill-at-ease. It's danger folks are smelling in the air, sitting thicker than cigar smoke in the game room of the Oriental Saloon. Some folks are so certain that hell is coming that they're beginning to plan their exit, with Milt Joyce firmly among them. What started as a private quarrel suddenly sits on the verge of erupting into a full-scale range war the likes of which even Lincoln County c...