El caballo pálido

"Give lucifer my regards."  BOOM.  The effect of my .44 at such a close range was nothing short of spectacular.  I literally saw the brain flop up and out hit the ground with a satisfying splat.  The zomb fell to the ground a hair after I shot.  I looked around at the scene I'd left in Los Banderras, Mexico  there were bodies all around me.  So many bodies  that the liquid they leaked made a small lake in the road my boots were in the lake at almost ankle high.  I can't believe I'd taken on so many with just a bowie a kukri and a revolver.  Which reminded me I needed to pick up my bowie that I threw away when my arm was getting tired and decided to go for .44. 

I found my bowie it was a solid Timber Rattler Outlaw Bowie.  I whipped the blood and gristle off on a nearby back.  I stood back up and walked towards my horse Palido.  He'd watched the whole thing from his tree on the end of the street.  I got to him and gave him a good pat on the neck and said "Just another street ay old friend."  Palido gave a rough ney as I hoped on him I grabbed a piece of jerky from one of his saddlebags and began to ride. Towards El Pacifico and maybe just maybe some people that weren't so damn hungrey. 

I began to say to myself "Gaily bedight, a gallant knight in sunshine and in shadow had journeyed long singing a song in search of El Dorado."  I looked towards the horizon I figured I'd have an hour or so to make camp somewhere safe.  I just came over a hill and looked down into a valley in the fading light I saw a small shack.  "Down the valley of shadow......." and began riding down.