re-intro

[jack_fing_twist]

Jack Twist wandered into the Mansion, bottle of whiskey in hand. He seemed in his thirties, handsome though a little drunk, a black Resistol on his head, jeans with a worn old rodeo buckle keeping them clasped, flannel shirt that was half untucked and a leather cowboy style jacket to keep him from the cold.

He looked around, furrowed his brows. He was drunk, but not that drunk.

"Where the hell am I?"

This is Jack Twist of Brokeback Mountain, same typist as before and yanking him out of hibernation. Talk to the cowboy!