I don’t have a hotel bed to sit on and write comfortable like. On the ground, writin by the light of a campfire. Things is gettin from bad to worse out here.
We got up that next morning, and headed to another mine, to try to find somethin, anything we could sell. Soon as we got inside we got jumped. I don’t even remember what it was, or how to describe it- some kind of creatures from some other world. But they was a lot of them. This time Sarah, the rancher woman, was the one that got knocked out. She ain’t real good with a gun. No wonder she ain’t got a ranch to protect anymore.
We was about ready to leave again, and then we saw somethin truly weird. It was a big glowin doorway. We stuck our hands through it, then stuck our heads through, then our whole bodies, when we saw it was all right. Came out in a different place altogether. We wasn’t even in a mind, we was outside somewhere in a canyon. Didn’t recognize the place at all. But then we got attacked again. Uncle Zeb is doing great with swinging his pickax, and I was holding my own with my little pistol, but no way we was gonna survive much longer without some doctoring. So we went back through the glowing door, and the mine we came in, and decided to head back to town. I thought gettin rich off this stuff was gonna be hard, but not THIS hard.
Well we got to the town, and found out that them creatures had done been to this one too. The town was bigger than the last, but a couple buildings had been destroyed. At least it had a working Outpost, so we could sell what little dark stone we did have. Uncle Zeb bought himself a handful of dynamite sticks. He’s big and strong, and good with that pickax, but when he said if he sees much more of them monsters, he wants to have enough dynamite to just throw that in the middle of em. works for me.
After we spent about half of what we had on dynamite, we met up with Duke and Sarah at the hotel for the night. They had gone to to the doc’s to get Sarah patched up.
The next morning, me, Zeb, and Duke all woke up with a fever. Sarah was the only one not sick. Guess the doc either gave her something to prevent it, or went ahead and healed her while she was there. Anyway, there was no headin out. We all went to the same doc, and spent the rest of our gold on medicine and healing. We rested up most of the day and was feeling better by night.
Good thing too. The next morning, we was out in the street, and heard a rumblin. Sounded like a train coming through, only there weren’t no train tracks. It was a twister. A big ol’ purple twister, looked like it was straight outta one of them glowin doors. Folks was runnin and screamin all over the place. There was dust, and things flying everywhere. We barely survived. and I mean BARELY. But the town didn’t. Not one single building was left standing.
We didn’t know what to do until we was approached by a fellow on the road yesterday. He had on a fancy suit, and said he had bought one of the mines nearby. He wanted to mine some dark stone, but before he went in, he wanted to make sure it was clear. Told us he would pay us to go in and explore it for him.
We coulda told him right then and there it wasn’t safe. But he said he would pay good if we could at least look in ever nook and cranny and take care of any creatures we could find. We said we’d try. We need to buy food.