Time Traveller
"...tradesman. Lost my wagon an' inventory to bandits."
The Sheriff frowns, and then lowers his pistol.
"That fits," He says, "Been havin' a lot of trouble with outlaws in these parts ambushing merchants an' stagecoaches." He takes hold of your white lab coat. "This a new material you were bringing in?"
"Yep," You say, relieved, "Something new and inexpensive from up in the big city. Pity it got stolen, was lookin' at some good business."
The Sheriff shakes his head sympathetically.
"Well, I'm sorry for causing you so much hassle, mister. Mike's a thug, shoulda realised he was the one who started it. You're free to go, but don't let me catch you startin' anything, y'hear?"
You nod and head for the door, blinking as you emerge into the sunlight. That was close. You look around yourself, wondering what to do next. You spy a hotel down the road, seems a good place to go to experience authentic Western life, or perhaps you've had enough of this and would rather go back to the present.
What do you decide to do?
The Sheriff frowns, and then lowers his pistol.
"That fits," He says, "Been havin' a lot of trouble with outlaws in these parts ambushing merchants an' stagecoaches." He takes hold of your white lab coat. "This a new material you were bringing in?"
"Yep," You say, relieved, "Something new and inexpensive from up in the big city. Pity it got stolen, was lookin' at some good business."
The Sheriff shakes his head sympathetically.
"Well, I'm sorry for causing you so much hassle, mister. Mike's a thug, shoulda realised he was the one who started it. You're free to go, but don't let me catch you startin' anything, y'hear?"
You nod and head for the door, blinking as you emerge into the sunlight. That was close. You look around yourself, wondering what to do next. You spy a hotel down the road, seems a good place to go to experience authentic Western life, or perhaps you've had enough of this and would rather go back to the present.
What do you decide to do?