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As the Lone Star Battleship drifts along in the Pacific ocean, Sam Houston looks up from his bottle of Southern Comfort. His advisors tell him that Kuchum Khan wishes him dead. Sam gets up from his chair, staggers to his desk, and sloppily loads up his six-shooter. “Let ‘em come try.” he slurs, only to pass out shortly after.