After clearing the town of its mutated locals, the gunslinger takes a quiet whiskey as the bartender begrudgingly reveals the infection began in the mines below the plateaus. With little left to offer but coin and hope, the town’s last survivors place their faith in him to end it.
For this piece, I wanted to use a close-up shot to show a more intimate interaction with the characters, and the scene leans into a low contrast style to wrap the exchange in a quiet, uneasy mood.