It was all fate. Ed, Ted and Fred first met in the middle of nowhere, deep in the desert of Mexico. Ed had been stranded for years with no water, no food, nothing but a bottle of gin and a packet of cigarettes. Ted lived as an outlaw in a small town without a name, by the name of “Black Gringoâ€. People feared his presence but worshiped his myth. But luck was about to turn. Rumours of a hidden treasure in a forgotten graveyard had been around for generations, and now reached the ears of the legendary Fred Sanchez. Fred was a famous old bounty hunter with more than 100 kills on his conscience but one load bigger than anything, cards and women. This had made him totally broke and he knew his days were numbered. All three, Ed, Ted and Fred, now knew about this treasure and they all, on separate ways, went after it. Years later, and still no food or water for Ed, they reached the graveyard at the same time with empty bottles and out of bullets. They didn’t know were to look so they desperately started digging as the vultures circling over their heads. Soon something happened that would change everything. Ed found an old dirty bas and fuzzpedal with the button nailed to the floor. Ted found a guitar in the arms of a buried soldier, holding on to it as if he was holding to his own child. Fred found some rusty percussions once used in the process of hanging outlaws. The three of them looked at each other and without saying anything, the knew they had to do this together. It was all fate…