Into the West

In the year 1849, at the beginning of the California Gold Rush, many people flocked to the rivers and streams in order to stake a claim and try to salvage as much gold as they could, in the hopes they'd make it rich. Some did... many didn't.
During this time, prospectors (dubbed "forty-niners") from all over both the United States and the world migrated and set up small towns all over the west, many of which boomed under the sudden influx of business.
Shaleman was one of those towns. With its authentic, dusty streets, large hotels, church, numerous saloons and beautiful women, Shaleman became a hot spot for gold-seekers all around.
But this town is more than it seems. The nightlife teems with an unspoken threat, and intoxicating individuals congregate to the saloons every night, claiming they live here, in the town. Radiating allure and mystery, many people have tried to approach these inhabitants, overriding the natural survival instinct built into every mortal creature. Oftentimes, these people vanish after being seen in the company of such a person, but death is common in the town; mining for gold is dangerous work.
No one is brave enough to mention that, during the daylight, these so-called “residents” never show their faces. Or... do they?