Cast of Characters:
Alan Trehorn: Half-Apsalooke/Crow scout who might be taken for a greenhorn, but at your own risk.
Etienne DuMont: Texas Ranger. He used to be dead, but he got better.
Kenneth Lake: Professional poker player and reluctant participant in these events.
Dr. Frances Gray: Doctor and a strong believer in science and natural explanations.
Sister Elisabeth: A nun of maybe questionable past, but unquestionable faith.
Eliah Davis: Black cowboy who has seen some weird shit in his life. He spins this tale for you, somewhere at a camp fire on the prairie.
We waited in our hiding places, with Elisabeth walking up and down the street. Nothing much happened until we heared screams from somewhere behind the houses. We found a woman yelling her head off and a man with his throat cut. He died, there was nothing the doc could do. Elisabeth tried to save him, but only closed the wound. Of course no-one had seen anything. Kenneth, Alan and I tried to follow the tracks of the murderer. That brought us to a field a short way out of town, with only a scarecrow. These things always give me the willies, can't help myself. Wouldn't have been surprised one bit it if started walking, but it was just straw and some old clothes. The tracks stopped right behind it and we couldn't make heads or tails of them.
The town's resident scientist is experimenting with some kind of missile. At least we saw one go overhead, but when we went to look at the place it came down, we didn't find much of a crater. Just some burned grass and a dent in the earth. Same thing we found behind the scarecrow. When we returned to town, Elisa had been arrested by the good folks of Drywater Creek. Someone had produced a note that names her as the murderer and people found bloody clothes and a bloody knife in her room. Not much use in explaining to them that the clothes were bloody because she had tried to help the murdered man and that we had our eyes on her the whole time.
The sheriff wasn't to be found or maybe he just sleepy soundly. In any case, Elisa got locked into a barn. Not that she noticed because she had been drinking with Etienne and I don't think that's a competition any of us could win. I guarded her because I've seen people decide to take the law into their own hands more than once. This could get ugly mighty fast, people were already talking about witchcraft and how she was the whore of the whole gang who's supposed to commit these murders. In the morning, the sheriff brought her into prison and I stayed with her. He even left us alone and I thought about getting her out and making a run for it. But I don't know this land, we wouldn't have had a chance in hell to get away. We stayed put and we waited.