"John? The hell are you doing here?" "Name's Jack, not John." After killing Edgar Ross and a big amount of lawmen, Jack is going to be hanged in public. 'My parents are turning in their graves...' he thought. He closed his eyes in hope it would be quick and painless, but instead he feels a hit on his head, that knocked him out cold. He wakes up, confused, in a whole different landscape than New Austin. 'Looks kind of familiar.' he thought once again. Jack tries to stand up but fails, falling onto the cold grass. He gets pissed off and tries to mumble something, probably swear words. Too busy cursing at himself, he doesn't notice the two familiar faces staring at him.