Chapter 5

The undead but alive and never died?

€ Mystery person pov€

Moving the dirt off my body and standing up I brushed myself off and snatched my hat from the ground. Looking around I was still in that hole in the ground.

Noticing what could be a rope I began climbing up it using one hand as a time until I was at the top. Pulling my body out I found doors which I then opened and walked up the stairs and out of the building.

What in God's name has happened here. This is not how I left this town all those years ago and it certainly isn't what I'm used to.

€ Jane doe €

Sitting in the bar I rubbed my eyes and yawned. I leaned my head against the bar top and closed my eyes. After getting the stuff from the building I went back to my motel room to find the lock still broken.

I can't really stay there anymore so I'm gonna have to get a new place to stay and maybe a ride or two. Something slammed down next to me and my head shot up. A man was standing there in an old get up.

He tipped his hat at me and I eyed him suspiciously.  Rolling my eyes at him I took out my big old gun which was called the phantom. I also placed my other two guns onto the top with a yawn.

Just saw the man reach for the phantom and grabbed his wrist. Fast reflexes are amazing. " watch it there cowboy or you might find yourself missing a hand or two " I said smiling sweetly before letting go of his wrist.

" I am sorry miss I just wanted to get a look at this immaculate gun " he said with the entire olden western  days accent and English and everything. Creepo alert.

" whatever " I replied with and ordered a drink and sipped it. He inspected the gun as she watched him from the corner of her eye.

" and how might I ask did you get your hands on the phantom gun if you do not mind me asking " he said and she turned to him and placed her head in her hand and smiled sweetly at him.

" and why does that matter to you " she asked her eyes following his every muscle twitch and breath.

" I am just asking as someone who has a certain history with guns " he said moving the side of his trench coat to the side revealing two guns stirring peacefully in holsters on his belt.

She shook her head with a small chuckle and sighed " it runs in the family " she said turning away from him and sipped her drink tracing symbols with her finger onto the top.

" I am sorry I did not realize I was talking to someone who could see" he said tipping his hat again " which family if you don't mind me asking " he said

She looked at him and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth " Carter family I just was written off as one that would die immediately and was not given a first name nor the honor of my family's last name " she said as if it was nothing and shrugged.

He nodded at set the gun down gingerly " well miss I must be going now but it was a pleasure to meet you "

" mhm you too but might I ask your name " she said raising an eyebrow at him

" Do- Henry my name is Henry " he said and tipped his hat one more time before walking out of the bar as she watched him curiously.

Henry hmm..... interesting things might just get a lot more interesting yet difficult.

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Walking down the street with my hands stuffed into my pockets and my jacket opened as small gusts if wind blow it open and backwards I hear my name get called well what I would assume my name is now.

" Jan! Jane doe" someone yelled. Ya know that kinda sound a familiar like I think I've hear that voice before. Strange very strange.

Turning around I stop and shift my weight onto one foot then the other " ya" I said as a boy came running towards me. Bending over with his hands on his thighs the boy tried to catch his breath.

Once he had calmed down he straightened up and looked me into the eyes " I wanna talk to you it's important" he said and I bit my lip and tilted my head confused

Oh boy this should be good

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Hello people

That's a chapter

Ok bye

~ The lovely writer of this story~ Alex