Gallowwalkers Page #3

My turn.

Damn it!

One dollar,

and we never talk of this day again.

I never knew my mother.

But I can sense

that she was always there.

As for Sueno,

she was my everything.

My friend,

my lover,

the memory that I lived for.

So, where you want me?

Skinnin' shed.

You're gonna need this.

There's ah... there's really

nothin' coming that we won't see.

Well, you didn't see that.

Oh Jesus!

Okay... okay.

Alright.

You win.

Okay, so... back to the skinnin' shed. Two

guns, shoot 'em in the head. Anything else?

Okay.

Oh, you look good, Boss!

He was young.

What do you think of mine, Boss?

Oh, it's not pretty, but...

it stands up to the sun, huh?

They may laugh,

but you don't see me

hiding in a hood, huh?

Shriveling like beef jerky.

They need skinning again in a week.

But me?

I get a good month wear of this.

And I think a lizard skin

is a good look for me.

Suit yourself.

All the more flesh for us.

Boss?

If I do a good job,

can I have her lips?

Yes you can.

If you do a bad job,

and I'll sew her lips

on your face myself.

And that'll come with a beard.

Priest!

About time.

I've been dyin' for this.

Girl?

Take her.

Forgive me Father,

for I have skinned.

- Mosca!

- Yes, Boss, I come!

Sit still, huh?

You hiding something, you hide, huh?

I find it, I find it.

Now where is it?

Tell me that's it.

Let me see here.

Yes, Boss.

It's what we've been looking for.

It's the map to Skull Mountain.

It's ours now, yeah?

And so it came to pass...

in a time when Popes made pacts

with pagan lords,

the Sisters in San Diablo...

had forced upon them

a most cursed devotion.

One that no other sisterhood

could endure.

The passion of their prayer...

would become the power that keeps

the damned from walking the earth.

And so, into their hands passed the

ancient secrets of what divides the living

from the dead.

Where are they, Chickenbones?

Where do they hide?

Does the rest of him arrive monthly?

We had a little trouble.

I got shot.

I got shot bad, Boss.

He's back.

You know him?

You never forget the man who

kills you for the first time.

The first time is always special!

Skullbucket!

Take the rest of the men.

Find the gunman. Kill him.

And anyone that's with him.

You gotta sober up, 'mam.

Alright? It could be today.

What did he tell you, kid?

He told you nothing!

Look. There's five men.

He has killed them once.

Now he must kill them again.

I need dunking.

No.

He's got the one thing

that a gunman needs to be great.

A reason to live.

Now!

Come on! Come on!

You're okay, kid.

Aman...!

Aman...!

Kids.

You saved me.

I never want to see that thing again.

Who you lookin' for?

The one that didn't come.

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