Twice Upon a Time

Twice upon a time, there lived an old broke down man, who like a cat, lived 8 of his 9 lives. In another time and another place he lived many lives and had many grand adventures, and a few not so good ones too. Now, feeling his end coming near, his last adventure found him in a 2 bit, dusty old town with only 19 residents and four stores, on a run down main street. Down on his luck and with no choices left, this was his last hope. His place to die. Walking up the cracked sidewalk, leaning heavily on his cane, two steps behind the stranger in a black robe and purple hood, he took one look at the run down house and spit in the grass. Had his whole life come down to this? A 6 bedroom, 3 story house, in redneck hell? Who in the world had he pissed off so badly as to deserve this? Of all the places and lands of all his journeys, was this his final pit-stop? Some 1 horse town, miles from anything? What a way to end his journey!