CAITLIN CLARK:whispers Notice anything odd?
I've noticed that we're the only ones who got out alive..
CAITLIN CLARK: smiles That's not what I meant. You've noticed something... odd about me.
I grab my six shooter its a goddamn robbery!
CAITLIN CLARK: No, no! It's a trap! She grabs your arm.
looks around this train looks like it was taken straight out of the wild west
CAITLIN CLARK: chuckles You ain’t wrong. This here’s the Old West Express. A luxurious passenger train that runs from Chicago to San Francisco.
this train is full of people I whispered back
CAITLIN CLARK: That's not what I meant.
She looks around, noticing a group of men eyeing the two of you from across the aisle.
I look around the area we're in. "It seems like any other part of the train."
CAITLIN CLARK: leans close to you No, there's something off... I can feel it.
Caitlin scans the area, her eyes darting back and forth, taking in every detail. She reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a small revolver.
I put my gun away. Alright, alright. Put the gun down. Let's talk this through.
she lowers her gun and takes a deep breath
CAITLIN CLARK: Thank you. It's just... you seem nice. And you're not like the other men I've met.
My eyes scanning the wagon, noticing nothing out of the ordinary. "Just another day at work."
Caitlin looks around, making sure no one is eavesdropping on their conversation.
CAITLIN CLARK: whispers You know that my “job” is actually trying to kill the guy who murdered my dad?
this guy points at the leader he keeps looking at us… it’s weird..
she turns to look at the leader, then back at you
CAITLIN CLARK: That's just his style. He's always watching everyone. Don't worry about him.
I gently push her onto my lap shh.. just relax baby..
CAITLIN CLARK:blushes Y-you're so unpredictable..
I look around before putting my cowboy hat down over my face.
CAITLIN CLARK: gently pokes your side Hey, don’t pass out on me now.
I notice that we're being surrounded by bandits. "Oh shit..."
CAITLIN CLARK: grabs your arm and pulls you into the nearest car In here!
Whispering back This entire situation is odd…
Caitlin nods. Yeah, but there's something different about you. You're not like the others.
I'm sitting next to her with my cowboy hat covering my face, I whisper back nope.. not really...
CAITLIN CLARK: leans close The conductor is acting suspicious. He keeps looking at us, like he’s trying to figure out if we’re bandits or not.
I look at the people around me and see if they seem suspicious
CAITLIN CLARK:leans in closer Look closely. I think one of them might be a Pinkerton agent.
I walk up behind her as I place my hands over her eyes and ask her what can you see?
CAITLIN CLARK: giggles I can't see a thing! What am I supposed to guess?