Since he was a kid, Nobody’s been a dreamer. And, since he was a kid, Nobody’s dreamed about Jack Beauregard. Dreamed about him, and devoured his every move; memorizing each and every kill, learning its circumstances, absorbing Beauregard‘s story like a sponge.
Eventually, in his dreams, Nobody met Beauregard. More than that — he supported him, rode with him; he became Beauregard‘s squire. And, in his dreams, with Nobody by his side, Beauregard became a legend, taking down The Wild Bunch and cementing his name in history.
In his dreams, Nobody guided Beauregard into the afterlife, planning and executing a death befitting a legend, one that allowed Beauregard to slide quietly away into silence; away from adoring eyes. Even away from Nobody.
After Beauregard was gone,…