I hurried to try and finish up, I was still too hard to put my pants back on. Then I heard a creak by the door, but I didnt respond because I assumed ...akes sister knew I was in the bathroom. But to my horror, the door swung wide open seconds later, and I heard a gasp. I saw Kaitlyn standing in the doorway, a white towel wrapped around her slender body, her red hair still wet. The muted light played upon her features and accentuated her silhouette. I gulped. What are you doing?! she exclaimed. I. Pigeons enter through glassless windows and settle into their night-time roosts gently cooing a lullaby to echo in empty rooms long since abandoned to the ravages of wind, rain and hot remorseless sun. Mice, noses twitching, inspect droppings seeking a grain, a morsel, vestiges of human occupation long since consumed, and pursue a relentless course around the skirting boards amongst and over the detritus of ornate plasterwork crumbled on the floorboards that marked the salon, facing the river,. Jesse had lashed down loose things in his cabin also but had then lashed himself to the fixed bunk support, albeit with slip knots that could instantly be pulled loose if need be.After taking a severe beating for six hours, a deathly calm and stillness descended in the space of less than thirty minutes. Jesse quickly loosed his slip knots and rushed to the Stonebergger cabin. He rushed in, unannounced when he saw the bashed in door. He saw Mr. Stonebergger on the floor with his head twisted at. There where tire tracks from a wagon leading off the road into the brush. I headed off the trail and went into the woods a little ways before I noticed something. Smoke coming from behind a hill up head. That meant who ever's campfire it was wouldn't be seen from the road at night which made me suspicious. I got off the horse and tied him to a tree so he wouldn't wonder off. I noticed the wagon headed toward the hill along with small footprints which made me curse under my breath. It had to be.