Good God the aliens have landed. It's like reading the wall of an Egyptian tomb. I've no idea what that illustration means.
Not sure if I should just sloooowly and quietly moonwalk out of this saloon, hoping the locals will turn back to their whiskey, or if I should draw more attention to myself and risk getting blazed for my ignorance... well, here goes...
Should I get back on my horse and ride out of town? Or is there indeed a simple solution at the end of the fine treasure map that blueroom conjured up? (with many thanks) BTW it looks like a treehouse I tried to build, complete with the front porch and back porch on the same side, and a burst radiator thrown in for anchoring. I see two video parlors, all we need is a pool table, a keg, and a dedicated spot to do #2 and we've got bonafide dojo.