The protagonist attempts to locate a digital "glitch" to return home.
As the progress bar crept forward, the air in the room grew heavy. A faint smell of sagebrush and unwashed leather began to mask the scent of his microwave popcorn. Seth rubbed his eyes, thinking it was just eye strain, but when he looked back at his monitor, the blue light was flickering like an old kerosene lamp. "Ninety-eight percent," he muttered.
The atmosphere was heavy with the smell of pine and woodsmoke. Far down the dusty main street, a figure emerged from the shadows of a saloon. The figure wore a long duster coat and a wide-brimmed hat that obscured his face, but the silver spurs on his boots jingled with every step, echoing through the silence.
The focus shifts to surviving the first night in a town where the rules are entirely different from the modern world.