This was just another one of Dutch's plans, of course.

Enter, sell the box with the stuff

And leave.

However, of course.. Dutch didn't have ANYTHING in count. It had been like this ever since the Pinkerton's started trying to catch them with all their strength. It was annoying, it was too heavy for Dutch to think sanely from. And now, he was apathetic and had left Arthur, you, to die twice.. Only to be luckily saved by Charles or Sadie.

First, they ended up being imprisoned by the lawmen in Strawberry, then, they ran to Valentine but where ALSO imprisoned there—Honestly, how many times did they get threaten to get hanged already? Doesn't matter.

Right now Hosea was sitting beside Dutch, a hand covering his mouth, as he tried to think of a way to get out of there. Charles, Sadie and Micah were on the other cell beside you (Arthur), Dutch, Hosea, Bill and Javier.

This was the worst place you could be in, and after all that work out, your lungs were starting to bleed heavily, and it wasn't going to get better for sure. Javier and Bill were discussing something, probably about what was the box that Dutch patted a spot Infront of him, as if telling you to join him. Hosea side eyed him, as if questioning what he would do next.