Utterly Mad

Flynn

The pianist stops playing and shouts at you over the crowded noise, "Aight' then! I guess that means your Ma and Pa are enjoying their new kitchen table!" You push out of the saloon and see your brother and your nephew hauling crates to the hunting loge. "Come one! Come all! See the miracles, the mercy, and the excellent progresses of science!" You hear someone calling out near the general store. A large sleek orange stagecoach is parked out front, with a man in a finely dressed black suit holding up two glass bottles of fizzy and brightly colored liquids, the horses that pulled his coach along look beefy and very healthy; with their hides gleaming in the high-noon sun.

A small crowd of various shapes and sizes begins to form around the stagecoach with the suited man dancing atop it; Like a puppet being drug across a stage. You don't recognize this man at all, he looks so familiar with his mannerisms and the way he acts. But you just can't put your finger on it.