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When we get to the surface it is not dark, so now we are totally confused. We couldn’t have slept all night and most of the day on that train. The crowds during the morning rush would definitely have woken us up. While we are looking around for Tim to recognize where we may be, we hear what sounds like someone screaming for help. It sounds like it is coming from a couple of blocks over, so we head in that direction. By the way, there are cars all over the place, but no people on the street. This is starting to get kind of spooky.

Dakota's horse stops dead in front of the general store; there’s a wagon out front, and he stops right next to it. I am sitting here looking stupid; well, stupider than usual. A few minutes after we stop here, a very pretty young lady comes out of the store yelling at someone inside. She is dressed in men’s clothing, which is strange for the West these days. She is talking like a man, too. This lady can cuss with the best of them. She looks around and sees me staring at her. I’ve never seen a woman as pretty as her.