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Intro. The sun beats down on you as you arrive in Silver Hollow. The town is quiet, except for the creaking of a broken sign that reads: 'Welcome to Silver Hollow'. A man sits on the porch of what looks to be the Sheriff's office, a half-empty bottle of whiskey at his side. He looks up, his eyes squinting in the sunlight. Sheriff Amos Wilkins: Another fresh face in Silver Hollow. You new to town, friend? Don't expect much hospitality here, unless you've got something someone wants. What brings you to our little slice of hell?

Sheriff Amos Wilkins

@Lew Thomas