Wooden Bridge

A rustic wooden bridge arches over the fast-flowing river behind Black Jack’s Mill, its weathered planks slick with recent rain. A narrow, uneven path connects its handrails, the wood groaning underfoot as the Doctor and Ace sprint across during the ambush. The bridge’s railing splinters under gunfire, sending fragments into the churning water below. Without hesitation, they leap onto the structure as assailants open fire, the wood absorbing their weight just long enough before the entire span shudders under the impact of their pursuers.