[first lines]
Amos Bixby:
What the Hell is going on?
Wild Bill Hickok:
I had a dream.
Amos Bixby:
If there'd been anyone in the upper, you'd have sent him to Hell on a shudder.
Wild Bill Hickok:
Sorry, Mister Bixby.
Amos Bixby:
My God, Mister Otis. You will stow those damned irons in your carpet bag or I'll stop this train and set you out in Wyoming on your boots.
Amos Bixby:
[narrating]
In September of 1874 Wild Bill Hickok came back to the Old West. I didn't place him then because he was wearing a different name and he had a strange bee in his bonnet, a deadly dream that was eating out his soul. A nightmare that he had to hunt down and face up to before it turned him into a raving maniac. I oughta know. I was there.
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