A pale moon shone down on a solitary rider in a tattered army uniform. The lean, haggard face of the man and the broken gait of the horse were evidence that days and nights had been spent on the trail, and both were on the verge of exhaustion, but still the man urged his mount forward over the broken ground towards the woods where they were told they would be able to find the masked rider. The man brings a message from General Custer - the one man who knows the true identity of the Lone Ranger...