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Episode Transcript

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Welcome to dead Man Talking. Tonight'sstory is another fantastic adventure thrill right from
the wonderful mind of David Holly.As ever, please do let us know
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don't forget to hashtag team Fear andso, without further ado, let's get

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into Tonight's story entitled Hostile Encounters CruelMessenger Lights get straight into that Proverbs seventeen
eleven, an evil man seeketh onlyrebellion, Therefore a cruel messenger shall be

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sent against him. I never reallythought much of myself as a cruel messenger,
but I had delivered a message ofretribution a few time to some really
bad men. On one occasion,I'd even took a murderous inn and watched
her hung in Red River County,the country seat and Clarksville, Texas.

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She murdered her employer, his wife, and three children in their sleep.
I was a deputy United States Marshalat the time, and she fled to
Arkansas, but I found her andreturned her to Texas. I testified at
her trial, and she was sentencedto hang, and the county sheriff stepped
aside. One morning and a lunchmob stormed the jail and took her to

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page his oak, and there shewas hung by her neck and dispensed justice.
That was the point when I resignedat my commission. Now I sat
on a low rise in Oklahoma Territoryand watched a dozen men put in a
noose around the slender throat of ayoung woman who was begging for her life.
I rode down the slope and approachedlynching party. A big man wearing

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a store bought suit of clothes hadhis hand raised prepare and pronounce sentence.
When I raided my horse up acrossfrom the girl about to be hung.
I wasn't going to watch this youngwoman be lynched. And pushed my hat
backwards towards the back of my headand smiled. I hoped I looked harmless.
The well dressed man asked me whoI was and what my business was.

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I told him I was a simpledrifter. I had seen what was
going on from the hill and thoughtsI drift down and watch? Why you
stranger, the well dressed man asked, with an air of arrogance me.
I forced to smile and replied,My name's Morgan, what's yours. I'm
Sebastian Miller. I almost this range. This thief is getting what's coming to

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her. I kept my hands wellaway from my gun. This was a
bunch of self appointed vigilantes, andthey were out for blood. Now,
mister Morgan, if you don't mind, we have business to take care of.
One more question? What's she do? She seduced my son and got
him killed. Seduction is hardly ahanging offense. How'd she get him killed?

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A demon creature came upon him aftershe broke her relationship with him,
ambushed him and murdered him. Demon, you say she'd been tried. I
tried her when we captured her.These men served ashes juras. Do you
mind if we proceed now? Whathappened to the demon? Enough of this?
You're a drifter as far as Iknow, you may be another confederate.

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Maybe we'll hang you too. Myeyes narrowed and I looked at the
girl. You in league with demons? Go? She shook. I had
no knowledge him a trial, nolegitimate juror of her. Pierce cut her
down and be careful you don't hurther. Miller smid, you'll hang too,
mister Morgan. Morgan's my first name. Morgan. Dawson is my whole

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name. One of the Lynch mobcursed and went for his gun. I
shot him dead, and that kindof took the starch. I don't any
notions they might still have. Millerwas crazy mad. He wanted to go
for guns, but the forty fiveour carriage was pointed at his gut.
Cut the girl down, go tohell. I repeated my demand. One
of Miller's men cut the ropes,which had a bound. She took the

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noose off her neck and thanked me. I don't know if you're guilty of
anything, but I suggest you ridelike hell and put distance between yourself and
this crazy old bastard. You'll payfor this, Dawson maybe. But the
poor fool who went for his gunhe knew me, or he knew me
by reputation. Don't come looking forme, Miller. You won't like what

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you find. I kept my fortyfive pointed at Miller and ordered all of
his men to toss their guns ontothe ground, and then had Miller carefully
removed his and backed my horse upand took off towards the Kia Mitchets.
I rode, hunched in the saddle, expected to be shot at or at
least pursued, but nothing happened.I wasn't following to go, and I
hoped she'd ridden hard toward some safehaven. I had made her potential problem

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my business, and maybe I justdidn't want another woman's hanging all my conscience.
Miller was fuming. He stood drinkingheavily at the bar, or that
was the word I got later on. He was known to be a man
who would come after both me andthe girl. Well. I was headed
back into country, which always satme on edge, but I had a

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home in a valley very few wouldknow about. By now, Miller knew
who I was, and he hadhired a few gunmen on his payroll,
but most were men who had hiredon to work as cattle break horses and
such. They wore gun belts andcarried rifles, but they were far from
being fighting men. I rode north, but my eyes watching my back trail
and Miller would come, and Iwanted to get through these cursed mountains.

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Let Miller deal with her apes,especially the good way. Two days out,
and I came upon the goal leadingthe horse. The horse was limping.
Somewhere along the way. She'd foundsome men's pants, boots, shirts,
hat, and a light coat.She had no weapon, and she
heard me and turned to face me. A huge grin spread across her face

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as she recognized me. She stoppedand I looked down at her. She
explained she had made her way intothe foothills and had met a Choctaw family
who offered her shelter for the nightsand food. The man and his wife
listened to her explanation, and thewoman told her she needed a change of
clothing, mainly men's clothing, ifshe was going to travel through the mountains.
The man gathered fresh clothing and boots, which it felt she'd need.

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She explained she had no money topay for her new clothes, but they
told her she needed more than theycould provide. They couldn't provide her with
a gun or ammunition, and ifshe was to ride through these mountains,
she really its weapons. The land, she told me, was haunted with
monsters, and she laughed, shetold me, But then I told her
about my encounters with some of thesecreatures. You're telling me they really exist,

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she asked, in disbelief. Iassured her they did. Her horse
had thrown a shoe and had abad bruise. I told her she needed
another horse, especially if she plannedto get somewhere safe, and I had
an idea where she could pick upa fresh horse. She climbed up behind
me and led the horse. Itook it slow. I didn't want to
see her horse injured anymore than italready was, nor did I want to

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draw any attention to our movements.We had just crossed a shallow stream when
a bullet cut the bark on alarge willow tree. I wasn't sure who
shot the shot, but a secondshot dropped the girl's horse. I managed
to get the girl and myself off. My big great golden forty four forty
was still in his saddle boot.A horse moved up stream from us.
The girl was scared and couldn't blameher. I was a bit concerned too.

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I had enemies, renegades had helpedto put him prison, who might
want revenge. And there would befamily members who had lost husbands, sons,
cousins and uncle's due to my formerprofession. Who. I asked the
girl worked for Miller, who wasn'tat the lynching. She kept her head
down low behind her down tree andsaid quietly. I don't know his real
name, but I've heard he wascalled the Wichita Kid. Wichita Kid,

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I knew the name Gunman bounty hunterliked to shoot from ambush. I couldn't
recall ever having met him, butmore than likely he'd been sent to eliminate
both me and the girl. Iraised my head just a couple of inches,
and another bullet smashed into the treeI was using us cover, only
this one came from another direction.There was some snickering, and I heard

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a voice shout out in a heavyMexican accent, Hey, kid, we
can just wake them out. Theygot no horses, no rifles. There
was no response. Then I hearda gut wrenching raw and a man I
assumed was the Mexican screamed her bonewas being crunched. And had got a
glimpse of a rider pulling his freightand riding hell bent for leather, which

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at a kid was no fool,and he had a real good idea of
what had happened to his partner.The girl's eyes were wide. We have
to go go quietly. We usedour way out of the creek area and
silently moved towards where the kid hadbeen setting up his ambush for us.
My horse had been found, andthe kids mounted the Mexican's horse hobbled behind
the rocks. I told the girlto mount the Mexican's horse and smiled.

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There was a ten gage double barrelshotgun tied to the back of the saddle.
We balked the horses out a goodquarter of a mile before mounting up.
We need to find a defendable campbefore dark, ma'am, I think
I know where one is. Myname's Robin, Robin Myers. Mister Dawson,
Yes, ma'am. Follow me.An hour later I spotted it.

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Henry Clay Wallace had told me aboutthis place. It was a shallow cave
twenty feet straight up, accessible bysome sandstone ramp on one and another sandstone
constructs was a wall which had hidthe cave from search an ice. A
few Indians and white trappers knew ofthis cave, but that was all.
We climbed the ramp and found thecave. A ricky overhang helped to keep

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the cave concealed. Others needing protectionfrom the elements, monsters, or just
a place to use as a hidingspot, had left firewood and a few
candles inside the cave. I unsaddledthe horses, gave them a good rub
down, and made sure my riflewas loaded and that the shotgun had shells
in the saddlebacks, and walked outside, and the air was cooler, and
the lightning flashed far off in thenorthern skies. I found out who our

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Mexican friend was. Oh, whowas he? Mexican Tom king Cade,
a Mexican mother, American father.He was a bad one. One of
those masters killed him, didn't it. Yeah, one just like the one,
moving slowly, rolled saddily through thetrees about a hundred yards out.
Robin looked where I told her tolook, and she nodded her head.

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It's looking at us, I don'tthink so. It fed earlier, and
there's a storm blow in this way. I think it's just heading back to
wherever the family group is. Italmost looks like a dog in its face,
doesn't it. It's noses shodder andblunt, more like a bear.
But it's a really dangerous ape.It killed Miller's boy. You saw it.

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No, I just heard quintin scream, but heard that awful row on
what sounded like bones being broken.I ran, just like today. They
found Quint's body the next morning.His face, I heard, was pretty
much eaten and his chest ripped open. So dear Daddy Sebastian figured I was
in league with the devil, anddecided I was going to hang until you

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showed up. I didn't say much. We heard it thunder and rain began
to fall, and so we tookshelter in the cave. I built a
small cooking fire and we ate somebeans and bacon I had in my saddlebacks.
I want a cup of hot coffee. But I decided if we could
get to my valley in a fewdays, that would be okay. We'd
let the fire burn down to itsembers. I was sure the rain and

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the wind had washed and blown awayour scent, and so I wasn't worried
about the face eater surprising us,which at a kid, well, that
was different. If I wasn't ina hurry to get back to my valley,
I'd have tempted to track him downand stretch his hide on the sign
of some farmer's barn. But allI had on my mind was getting home.

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No, I really didn't know whatI was going to do with miss
Robin Mayers. But leaving her andthese mountains alone, with no provisions and
no real safety just wasn't settling withme. As she was spreading her or
maybe I should say spreading Mexican Tom'sbedroll near the fire, I got to
thinking about her future. Robin,I begun. I haven't asked you what

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your plans were, But do youhave any No, I don't have a
clue about where I'm going or howto get there. How old are you?
Robin eighteen nearly nineteen? Any folks, brothers, sisters? No?
Why if you'd like, I havea valley, deed it to me.

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It's all mine. I inherited it. Well, if you think you'd like
to make my home your home fora while, you're welcome when or if
you get ready to leave. Ouroutfits you and stake you. But actually
just got to know it's a lonelyplace with creatures like that Googway hoping to
catch us unaware. What about Millerand the kid, I'll deal with them

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when a time comes. Well,then I guess I'll come and stay with
you in your mysterious valley. Who'dever thought a lonely man like me would
suddenly have a huge property wealth anda young woman helping me with all of
it. I was going to seeif she could shoot on the trial.
My valley needed another shooter throughout thenight into a lonely moan like cool Father

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east from where we'd camped. Ifigured it might be the good way we'd
seen, but I just couldn't convincemyself it was a good way, or
that it was lonely. I knewthere were sasquatching the mountains, who lived
in family groups and were mostly curiousabout humans. Maybe they were responsible for
the sounds. I was awake beforesunrising, was thirsty for a couple of

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hot coffee. I crawled out ofmy blankets and tossed some small branches onto
the glowing embers in a diron campfire. Strapping on my pistol, I checked
to make sure it was still loaded. The girl robbing raised up and leaned
over on her left elbow. Anythingto eat bacon? Did you check Mexican
tom saddlebacks? Yeah, that's whereyour shotgun shells came from oh. I

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sure would have liked to have hada good breakfast. I saddled my horse
and hers while she fried the restof my bacon. I still glanced at
her a couple of times had thoughtshe would be good company in that valley
of mine. We were on atrail within an hour after sunrise, and
the morning was chilly, but thesun was out and the birds were singing.
My monsters were around. If theyhad been, the forest would have

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been definitely quiet. By noon.We were sitting on the ridge looking down
into my valley, back behind whereI knew my house sat. I could
see a faint trail of smoke.To my knowledge, no one was supposed
to be in the valley. Aswe started down off the ridge, I
shucked my rifle. Could the kidhave found his way? There? Was

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he that good of a woodsman?And if it was the kid, he'd
done some mighty fancied figure in andhad been awfully lucky in finding my valley.
Robin followed my gaze, and thequestion was in her eyes. I
was supposed to be alone in thisvalley except for monsters, And she grinned.
Maybe somebody found another way in.Maybe the kid anything's possible. There

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just beyond the bend is the house. We rode into the front yard and
turned towards the barn, climbing offthe horses, led them into the barn
and unsaddled them. I told Robinwhere the grain was, and she scooped
the horses some feed and fed them. They'd have water and a bit after
we ate. I gathered eight ornine eggs and put them in my hut,
and then stopped by the smoke houseand caught four nice beef steaks.

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We ate well. There was coffee, and Robin knew how to bake us,
and so she baked us some bread, and we ate really well.
I heard a horse whinny and steppedto the door and picked out the kid,
sat comfortably in his saddle, rollinga smoke. I opened the door
and stepped out. I'm alone,Dawson. You are Morgan Dawson. I

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am mister Sebastian. Miller sends hisregards. He's in his way here to
hang you and the girl. Hemust not have much confidence in you to
do the job. If he's cominghere to do the job himself. I
can take you in any time,Dawson. You know who I am.
I'm the witcher a kid. There'snobody as quick as I am. Tell
me, kid, who gave youthat name? Don't tell me some lawman

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coin such a phrase or name forsome backshooting youngster. He smiled, but
the smile had no friendliness, nowarmth in it. I was standing in
an open face in a drying gulchianmurderer who wanted to go for his gun.
I heard the hammers of that bigten gage being cocked, and Robin's
calm voice tending the kid to rideout or she'd empty his saddle. The

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kid turned a shade paler and saidnothing. He turned his horse and studded
out the front yard. I turnedand saw Robin standing in the doorway,
shaking like a leaf. I tookthe shotgun out of her hands and led
her back into the house. I'vegot to get a few dogs out here,
she laughed, and I had hersit down on my couch. He'll
be back, Morgan, he's waitingon Miller and Miller's riders. I we'll

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be ready. Let's get you aroom upstairs. I led her up the
stairs and found her a room withher viewed the trow coming into her front
yard. I left the shotgun andtold her to get some rest. Time
had come to settle in for thesiege. I knew was coming as Robin
rested and put weapons in each roomwith plenty of ammunition. And I didn't

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feel I was in any immediate danger, and so I went back to the
smoke house and brought in plenty ofmeat. Water was next, and I
had filled two buckets with fresh waterfrom the well and scotted duck in the
front yard. I was filling thewater buckets for a second time when I
looked up and glanced at the streamrunning in front of the house. I
locked eyes with a good way squattingon the fast side of the stream,
scooping water up into its huge handsand drinking. Its cruel eyes studdied me,

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and it growled. Its upper liprolled back, and I could clearly
see long, sharp insizes. Ifilled the buckets and moved cautiously back inside
the house. I closed and barredthe heavy door. I could hear the
heavy footsteps as huge in human feetstruck the ground. I retrieved the second
rifle from the gun, wreck loadedit, and made sure coffee was brewing.

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If Miller and his gunmen arrived.Now the creature would kill several of
them before they managed to kill it. Screams might bring others of its kind,
and I was sure I knew theoutcome of such an encounter. Late
in the afternoon, I heard rifleshots on the ridge. These shots were
followed by roars and bellowing. Robinand I had a lantern lit in the

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kitchen area of the big main roomwhen I had awoken her earlier, and
now heavy boards across her window.I left the space large enough to shoot
through in the distant corner of mybedroom. It's an oil lamp. I
hadn't had an opportunity to see ifshe could shoot. All I could do
was hope for the best. Therewere more shots, and then we heard
a rush of hoofs and roaring,more gunshots. Robin and I heard Miller

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shouting at us to open the door. There's a damned demon horde out here.
Dawson let me in and my men. I could hear the growls and
the continued banging on the door.I looked at Robin and shrugged. Morgan.
She exclaimed, they'll die out there. Those creatures will wipe them out.
They've come here to hang us.Do you really trust them? Please?

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Don't let them die out there.They'll remember what the I shoved the
second forty five back in the smallof my back. I believed as soon
as they were safe inside the housethat remember what they had came to my
valley four. I removed the barand shouted for them to come inside.
Miller, another man who had neverseen before, and the kid rushed into
the room, guns drawn. Miller'sback was to me, and once inside,

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he grounded the man I hadn't seenbefore to bar the door, and
to be damned quick about it.He spun around towards me with his pistol
drawn. He had an ugly sneeron his face. But I had known
men like him in a past,men who got too big, too quickly,
full of self importance, who thoughtthey were above the law. He
thought I'd be caught off guard,But at forty five in my own hand

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was pointed right at his belly.I was ready to spill his insides if
he got too ambitious dropping guns fellasor Miller gets a sample of my lead
stew The kid had a gun inhand, and I could see he was
weighing his chances he killed me beforeI killed Miller and Robin killed him.
Put the gun down, kid,you bay the door, put your gun

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on the floor, and step overbeside Miller. Miller was smirking he had
figured it out. At some point, I was probably going to have to
let them have their guns back,but right now I held the high hand
and no one was calling. Itold him to back up to the couch
and sit down. I told Robinto get some rope out of the supply
room, and she did exactly whatI told her. When she returned with

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a rope, I stepped farther backfrom them and told him to place their
hands behind their heads. I couldsee they didn't want to, and so
I cocked my gun. Miller laughedand told me it was going to be
a great pleasure to watch the kid'sgun me. I told him he'd never
see that, because I'd kill himbefore his baby faced assassin could kill me.
And then I told the kid totie Miller's hands and run the binding's
north and south. You act likeyou're some kind of lawman, Dawson said

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the kid I was. I wasa deputy United States marshal. The guy
I killed at our little necktie partydrew when he heard my name. I
don't suffer fools. Now get himtied and do a good jo because I'm
going to check your work. Nowtie his feet. I'll say this.
The kid followed directions well, andwhen he was finished, I had the
cow punch and tossed the kid upin a similar fashion. Cowboy, do

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I need to hog tie you too? Nota empty your pockets. I don't
want you to have any designs ofcutting either of them loose. The cowboy
emptied his pockets and laid a jackknifeon a kitchen table. I wasn't giving
him a gun, but I didtell him to sit with his back against
the front door and just be quiet. Robin collected their guns, and I

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felt a bit more comfortable Outside.We heard the bellow, which was answered
by another bellow father back behind thehouse. And then there was a loud
clap of thunder when it began raining, and Robin began making some stew and
I sat back and lit a cigar. You were a hard man, Dawson
Miller was eyeing me. We knowyou're gonna have to untie my hands to
feed us. Oh, I'm notgonna feed you. What do you mean

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you're not gonna feed us? Damnit, man, We're all made die
to night or tomorrow. I said, I am not going to feed you.
I paused and pointed to the puncher. He is, I'm not going
in to untie you either. Therewas a loud clap of thunder and it
began raining harder. The kid waspretended to sleep, but I had an
idea he was listening to everything.So you plan on making a sleep like

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this? Yep? Can you trustmy hired hand. He might wait until
everyone's asleep and set me and akid free. Nope, he won't be
sleeping in here. Robbing in frontof the fireplace, you could see where
a trap door opens up into acellar. Open it up for me,
please. Robin opened the trap doorand it was pitch black below little lantern

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and told Robin to go down andsee what was all down there. And
she returned and told me there wasa couple of cots, blankets, and
what looked like a jow cell.I figured Scott had installed it in the
event his brother had come a calling, Get up Miller. Miller had fallen
asleep and his snoring was more thanI could handle. His hired hand helped
him to stand untied his feet,and led him over to the trap door.

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He looked over his shoulder at meand asked, what the hell are
you doing to me? Going tolock you and a kid up in that
cell? Give you a couple ofsandwiches, a canteen of water. Let
you get a good night's sleep.I followed the hired hand of Miller down
into the cellar. The hired manopened the cell when I had him step
inside, stamp behind Miller and removethe rope. Miller cursed me and the

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poor man untying him, but oncehe was on tied and shut the door
and locked him inside. Next camethe kid, and he kicked out at
me, and so I did whatI see Chris and Wyatt Earp do at
a time or two in Dodge City. I brought my gun barrel down across
the top of his head and laidhim out. Miller had fished a large
cigar out of his coat pocket anneyed me, he'll kill you for that.

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I looked down at the unconscious bodyand hosted my pistol where he could
try. My kid was on tied, and we gave them blankets and a
couple of steak sandwiches each one canteenand a bucket to take care of their
personal business. I had hand andI had started to leave Miller and commented
dryly. If I didn't know better, I'd say the bars on this calf

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were pure silver, coldly with greatpaint. You'd be right. Why would
anyone have a cell made out ofpure silver? Ore? The man who
left this place was a well wolf. Miller chuckled, I like you,
Dawson, I really do. Yourkid's gonna gun you, But I like
you. I were wolf. Ilistened to his laughter all the way up

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the stairs. I checked my pocketwatch when a good way started banging on
the walls, and was about midnight. They circled a house, banging,
clawing, and smashing her shoulders intothe walls and door. Miller's hired hand,
who was called Water, had beensleeping on the couch. Now he
was awake, and you could seehe was frightened. Robin had gone to

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her room upstairs, and I'm asleeping with a colt next to her bed.
Dawson said Walter. I ain't nogunman. I'm just a cowboy who
saw three of those masters killed halfa dozen men this afternoon. I didn't
even want to come. I'm scaredof a kid and of Miller. They're
crazy. I give you my wordwhen those things start getting in, if
you give me a gun, I'llfight, which I believe you. Walter,

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the man who left me this valleyand his wealth, was a well
wolf. I wasn't lying about that, but it wasn't a kind who went
out and killed for pleasure. Hehad a soul intellect. Even in a
wolf form, he could talk.I didn't care what any of them thought.
I had two killers locked up inmy cellar, Three or more good
Way moving around my house, tryingto terrorize me and the people seeking protection

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under my roof. Plus my mindkept returning into that thin stream of smoke
I observed far back in the hillsbehind my house. Apparently it hadn't been
the kid, So who was backthere? Walterhead laying his head back down
on a pillow, and was notenough for bits. When four pistol shots
rang out upstairs, I was upin a flash. Walter was right behind

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me as we rushed up the stairwell. Robin came back and out of a
room and a good way. Hefollowed her. My pistol began speaking for
me as I watched, the thinggrabbed robin. She screamed, and I
managed to put a forty five slugin its left eye. He screamed and
managed to get robbing out of itshands. She still held on to her
pistol. I took her pistol andpassed her over to water my rifles downstairs.

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Get her into the cellar. Youwant me to turn miller and a
kid loose. No, just takethe girl. He half carried, half
drug or fighting robbing down the stairs. I backed up, firing my coat
into these things guts and its eyes. It must have blinded it, for
it slashed at the air, butits clawed hands roaring and taking deep breaths
trying to find me. The creaturelunged for me, and its momentum carrying

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me down a flight of stairs.Of course, the good way wasn't in
any better condition. We hit theground floor hard, and this five hundred
pound creature was all over me.I was empty now, and I truly
wish Scott was here. And thenan explosion of sorts and water had found
my rifle and was doing his bestto rid the Indian territory of these creatures.
At some point I became aware theGoogway was no longer struggling with me.

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It was dead. My cold fullyfire was jammed in its clenched jaws,
and water had lain my rifle downon the kitchen table and was trying
to roll a monster off me.Robin screamed, and from my perch on
the floor, I saw another Googwaystanding on the landing, taking two steps
at a time as it began stalkingme water and robbing water. I shouted,
get her out of here. Ifound another pistol, and I snatched

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up another rifle from the gunrack thatstarted firing as fast as I could leave
her and a bullet into the firein chamber. The second good Way would
take a full hit and stagger backwards. I saw Walter had taken Robin into
the cellar, and I was prettysure someone was about to die. I
figured it wasn't going to be me. I'd fire, move around the room,
and fire again. God, thiscreature was angry. I finally found

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myself at the trapdoor, and Iheard miller smug voice, It's coming up,
Dawson. Me whiter around the kid, keep that thing off us.
Kid, Miller shouted, get yourbutt up here. Now. The kids
showed up, and he had therifle Water had been using. We fired
round on top of round into thecreature, and finally it pitched forward,

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and the kid turned towards me.His gun was empty, and so was
Mellas I stepped away and began reloadingmy pistol, the kid was reloading furiously
also, and I was faster andturned the gun on him. He dropped
his in his holster and spread hisfeet. Where's Water and rubbing? I
knew he'd came up shooting Water's rifle, and I knew he'd holsted Walter's pistol

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before I come up. Dawson,I killed Water with that rope you tied
me with. Then I strangled thegirl. Not as exciting as hanging,
I'd admit, but okay, sosatisfying. He began to giggle. Now,
Dawson, I'm gonna kill you.It was fast, but while he
was bragging about things I'd been waiting, waiting and watching, he didn't even

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get his gun a quartered away outof the holster before I put three rounds
in a pit of his stomach.He had a shocked look upon his face,
and he smiled and walked to thefront door. With whatever strength he
had left. It got the baroff, opened the front door, and
walked into the writhing jaws of thethird face Or. He was dead on
his feet even as the monster begantearing him to pieces. Satisfied, it

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drug his body across the stream andback up the slope and into the woods.
I remembered Miller, and he hadgone back down into the cellar.
Dawson, he shouted, Dawson,she's still alive. The girl's alive.
Two days later, Miller mounted oneof my horses. He had helped nurse

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rub him back to health and hadhelped to bury water Dawson, He began,
I was wrong about the girl.I was wrong about you too.
I hope our trows never crossed again, because you're one cruel messenger. You
belong in this valley. Take careof that girl. I think she's going
to be happy here. I justlooked him over. I didn't shake his

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hand. I didn't say come visitnext time in the area. I just
said, add of yours, turnedand walked into my house. Wow,

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wow, wow, wow, absolutelyawesome stuff. There, David, what
a return. Absolutely thrilling. Ireally really enjoyed that one. You take
some of my favorite childhood memories ofgreat Western films, just some of the
best times of cinema, and you'vemade it a part of my show.
So I couldn't be even more prouderof the fact that your magical stories on

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this channel as an exclusive. Ireally really do appreciate it. Brother.
Hopefully in a new year we canget about getting your stories published in some
form or fashion and these lovely peoplewould home can start reading along whilst listening
to the story if they want to. Guys and gals, you know the
joil was ever, please do letus know down below in the comments what

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you thought. Please do I canshare it really does help with the channel
and our community further. And ofcourse don't forget to hashtag team fear.
I've got another hostile encounters in thebad guys, just need to record and
edit and hopefully get that up tomorrow. And remember, be safe, not sorry.