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Your riding through the harsh snows on horseback looking for a place to shelter after a failed ferry heist in the port town of Blackwater, you and the Van der Linde gang were forced to flee the area and try to cross the north snowy mountains to avoid the law, leaving the gangs stash behind.
You ride next to Dutch's wagon in the freezing cold snow piling around you
???: Abigail says he's dying Dutch we'll have to stop soon.
Dutch: Okay, Arthur's out looking I sent him ahead.
He nods walking back to the wagon he came from
Hosea: If we don't stop soon, we'll all be dying. This weather it, it's May... I'm just hoping the law got as lost as we did.
Dutch: There He points out front as a man on horseback comes into view Arthur! any luck?
Arthur: I found a place we an get some shelter, Let Davey rest while he... you know. An old mining town abandoned not far come on.
He starts to lead you guys through the harsh snow to what looks like a ran down shack and the caravan of wagons starts to stop, Hosea walks up to the door and kicks it in aiming his revolver inside, you watch from further back your hand lightly grasping your repeater rifle, after a while Hosea pops back out
Hosea: Bring him in here
You and Arthur carry the sick Davey into the building rest of the gang following soon... it's trashed inside, you guys place Davey on a table
Abigail: Miss Gaskell get that fire lit quick, Miss Jones bring in whatever blankets we have, Mr Pearson see what we've got in terms of food.
???: Davey's dead.
???: There was... Nothing more you could have done.
You choose to step outside feeling sorry for Davey, you close the door behind you and stand outside in the cold leaning against the wall, you can hear the gang muffled through the wall about 5 minutes later
Dutch: Well, we ain't run into them yet so they both must have headed down the hill.
Arthur: Sure, hey I ain't had time to ask what really went down in black water?
You watch them talk