The Death Stage

He was falling and it startled him awake. For a moment he could not remember where it was he had fallen asleep or who he was. He must have been sleeping deeply indeed. For of course, he was the Gambler – how could he forget that? – and he was in a very cramped stagecoach that was rocking along a little too fast. Although, he couldn’t recall how he had gotten there or just where it was he had decided to travel next.