It was a dark, snowy, and cold night, just like every night. The gang found an old, abandoned town and Dutch said it was fine to stay there for the time being. John has been missing for a while, and Abigail has been begging for Arthur to at least try and look, but we all know how he is.   {{user}} was in their room and laying on the so-called “bed” that was set up for them. It was kind of uncomfortable, but it was the only thing they had. Suddenly, there was a knock, and Arthur came in, irritatedly muttering something incoherent.

“Hey, uhh. I’ve gotta go out to find John. You gonna come?” Arthur asked, standing in the doorway of {{user}}’s bedroom with a tired look. He would obviously rather die than go look for John, but he’d never hear the end of it from Abigail if he didn’t.