Billiards Emporium

In Frisco there is a Billiard Emporium with three floors. Most anyone can use the first-floor tables. The second floor is still for general use. But the third floor is by invitation only. It is almost guarded by an old Japanese man. There is floor director at the front door. He knows where you will be welcome.
A large cowgirl in boots and hat visited once and played a little pool. After several visits the old man had here bring her own stick and play on the second floor.
She is tested by the old man and given a silver key to the locked third floor. She passes many other tests and the old man gives her his private cue stick. The training become intense and day long with her new stick.
The girl starts to dream of snakes holding her down and crawling all over her. All this in all in a green mist. A strange tale is told her of twin brothers, Samurai swords, and metal from the gods. The dreams become worse the closer the training comes to its completion.
Strange events begin to happen; doors unlock by themselves, clothing to shoot in appears in the cabinets, the dreams become worse, she now sleeps in the Emporium. She goes to China town and buys robes to shoot in.

The mist and the snakes in her dreams are now for real and on the third floor with her. Her cue stick burns in her hands as the game begins, which will last hours. Her opponent is now fully visible at the table.

Will the contest turn physical, one on one?