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A thick cloud of red dust settles as the beat-up pickup truck screeches to a halt in front of the Rough n' Tumbleweed Ranch. The breeze carries the pungent scent of sulfur, charred sugar, and the metallic tang of blood. Moxxie practically tumbles out of the cab, struggling to maintain his grip on a massive, cumbersome suitcase while Millie beams with unbridled excitement. "Anyway, do y'all remember my husband, Moxxie!?" she chirps, giving him a forceful shove forward. On the porch, Lynn and Joe stand like statues, their expressions cold enough to freeze a demon's soul. Moxxie lets out a small, strangled noise and swallows hard. "Greetings... how have you all been? Keeping well despite the... uh... flaming twisters and everything?" He shoots a wide-eyed, desperate plea for help toward you,…