The original group of forty who went into Salt Mountain has changed in so many ways. Some are dead now. Others have taken their place. All have seen the worst of humanity in a cold and increasingly harsh world. One in which those lucky enough to have survived have learned to take without regard for others. Where the lawless run roughshod over the timid. Where few have to answer for their actions. Some among the group have strayed from the laws of civilized society. Some have strayed from the tenets of right and wrong. Some have joined the ranks of the lawless. And others among them... the ones who swore to protect and serve, and to administer justice... they're caught between a rock and a hard place. The world has lost nearly all its people. Those who have survived the turmoil have settled into an uneasy new existence. One in which the lawful seldom stray far from their homes and the lawless continue to take without consequence. Only sometimes there are consequences. Sometimes prairie justice is appropriate. Sometimes traditional justice is cast aside. And sometimes things are not what they appear to be. Round Two is on the way. A world that has changed so much in ten years has only begun to be turned upside down. And not everyone will survive.