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The group heads back toward Big Mama's Kitchen (on Green Street just south of Main) for dinner. It's just after sunset on a Saturday evening and Main Street is lively. Marcus veers away momentarily when he notices a mugger attacking a drunken miner; he shoots the mugger in the back of the head. A Bowie knife clatters to the ground. The miner stumbles away as Marcus collects from the corpse two wallets and a purse full of coins. "Hey, guys, dinner's on me!"

Dinner discussion revolves around Veritas and why the group hasn't located more of them, particularly Marco Reed and Moose Schultz, who have accosted Bodie residents all up and down Main Street showing them sketches of Vincente and Marcus and offering rewards for their whereabouts.

Feeling underpowered, Marcus heads off to the cache in the hills behind Standard Mine. Meanwhile, Vincente and Valerie head down Green Street to Wood Street to a certain house that the group had heard had been bought by Veritas. It's a seven-room building with a lantern glowing through the front window. Valerie slips around through the back door. Vincente first knocks at the front door, then kicks it in. He finds an envelope beneath the lantern. In stilted English the note inside reads, Mister Johnson. Since we don't have all that much sophisticated equipment, we didn't think we'd donate it to you like our people did uptime. Vincente chuckles. However, should the opportunity arise we will be more than glad to donate sufficient amounts of explosive and/or lead to your bodies. Vincente: "I... I think they're upset with us!" May you have misfortune to be set upon and killed by many of the thugs that we've sort of put out a reward for you. I would wish you good hunting, but rather I'd like to say good dying. Very sincerely, Leonard McKinney

Vincente checks outside for the approach of said thugs. In the window of a house across the street a curtain falls back into place, but he's sure he saw the silhouettes of at least three people. Back toward Green Street he sees five men loitering at the corner of Wood Street. Vincente: "Rick? I'm afraid you're going to have to take on eight people. I'm thinking these are all locals. So maybe we can negotiate with them. (pause) I'm kidding. I think we're going to kill four, and then four are gonna run off." Valerie: "I could go in the back door of that house." Vincente: "Okay, that's three for you. There's probably another five behind us, so we get ten and she gets three."

Valerie slips out the back door, stashes her bonnet and dress, and sneaks across the street and behind the other house. The lock on the back door is broken. Inside, three men are talking in low voices. "How long d'you think they'll be in there?" "We were told not to do anything till they left." When one of them, peering outside, shouts "They're moving!" Valerie shoots all three dead, reloads, searches the bodies (finding $15 in notes), picks up two Winchester rifles, then blows the lantern out.

Vincente and Rick charge straight at the loiterers, who are fifty yards away. Two of them bring up double-barreled shotguns, one has a pistol, and the other two have... logs? Vincente and Rick open fire and the 'shotgun guys' fall down. Vincente shoots 'pistol guy' who remains on his feet, unsteady; the other two drop their 'sticks' and run away. 'Pistol guy' fires his Colt but the shot goes wide, and Vincente finishes him off.

Vincente turns around and looks for observers, spotting one in each direction on Green Street, hiding in the shadows 50 yards away. With exaggerated gestures he points them out to Rick. The one to the north immediately bolts. Vincente murmurs to Rick, "Don't move, okay?" points to Rick, then the remaining observer, then says "Now walk three steps that way." At that the observer runs away.

Valerie: "Is it over?" Vincente: "It's over, no more spotters. Let's go back into town, dammit." Valerie retrieves her dress and bonnet and puts them back on.

Marcus looks over the cache; it's undisturbed, but he's getting a creepy feeling from the bag containing the capstone. It's as though a lot of ghosts are staring at him. After a pause, Marcus opens the bag; the capstone is larger than before and glows a deep bluish-gold. Now that he can see it, it gives off a feeling of security. Reaching up to his earpiece he says, "Hey, can you guys hear me? This capstone, there's something different. It's grown in size, glowing gold and blue, making me feel a bit strange. I haven't touched it." Vincente: "I wouldn't." Marcus: "I dunno, I feel kinda good around it. I don't think it would do anything bad." Vincente: "Says every victim that fell. I think I'll come take a look, now that you've mentioned that." Valerie: "I will, too, because I've touched the capstone before." Marcus: "I'm not going to stick around by it, so I'll meet you on my way back." Vincente: "Then you can watch to see who's following us and then shoot them, or something."

Although Vincente, Valerie, and Rick take no particular precautions, nobody follows them as they approach the mine. Valerie offers one of the Winchesters to Marcus, who says, "I haven't fired one of these since I was in training!" Rick speaks up, wanting the other one. Rick: "Y'all need me for up there, or you want me to peel off with Marcus?" Vincente: "Nnnno, you're with us." Rick: "Oh that's right, I'm your minder, sorry." Vincente: "I was actually awake in History class." Rick: "I didn't pay much attention to History." Vincente and Valerie: "We got that." Marcus: "Class was a waste of time, now that we can come experience it ourselves." Valerie: "I don't think whoever wrote this script was thinking of true-life history." Marcus: "You guys sort that out. I'm headed toward the Fairmont. Let me know if you need me."

Nearing the cache, Vincente and Valerie feel the power radiating from the capstone. Valerie hangs back a bit to scan the area; when Vincente gets within ten feet of the cache, he suddenly sees a crowd of 40-50 ghosts standing guard. Some of the ghosts, to his surprise, are from up to 50 years in the 'future'. Vincente: "What are y'all doing?" An attractive woman dressed in 1920s "flapper" style snaps, "We're protecting our ride home!" A tall, athletically-built male ghost (his torso gashed from shoulder to belly) describes it as having been pulled into a river and borne by the current "until I came up against this rock," meaning the capstone. Vincente: "When we came through time, you got caught in the backwash." Man: "Then that pretty young lady explained it to us. What was her name? Carmella." Carmella left several hours ago, telling them she had to "find stuff and organize things. Search parties, she said." She had refused offers of help, telling them to stay and guard the cache.

Valerie: "You know, Vincente? That capstone? That Veritas wants so bad?" "Mm-hmm." "This is the sort of crap they're doing with it. Not just ghosts, but ghosts from any time." "I know that." "And the longer this thing runs, the farther back, and the farther out, they're going to reach. Next thing you know, they'll be pulling into the future. People will be dead before they're ever born."

Vincente (shifting the topic): "Does it feel stronger to you?" Valerie bends down and touches the capstone. The capstone is "basically acting as an 'influence moderator' through [her]. ... They're accepting [her] as 'normal' in this era." Supposedly, this is why the group's modern appearance has not drawn the locals' attention; this effect is growing stronger. Valerie also becomes certain that the group will be able to "snap back" to the exact time they left 2010, or plus or minus ten hours with a little effort, because this capstone is still anchored to the one they left behind. After a small debate with Vincente, she decides the red-haired magic-user can't find the cache "because I won't let her."

Valerie addresses the ghosts, describing "the red-haired woman with a permanent scowl on her face", but none of them admit to having seen her. "The people we're hunting, they take spirits like you and turn them into energy. Then you don't exist anymore." Flapper: "Okay." Valerie: "If that's all right with you, then nothing I say is going to matter." Flapper: "No, it's not. So what do you want us to do?" Valerie: "I need to find those people, because some of them are here, they're looking for us, their intention is to trap us... we need to find them first, and so far we're not having a lot of luck." The ghosts make sounds of agreement. "I'm especially interested in the redhead, because she's already attacked us by magic." She sends the ghosts out to search the town.

Vincente thinks back to his dream where the redhead was pursuing him. The chase had gone on for a very long subjective time, long enough that he feels he knows her. Maybe even too well, as if she had "planted recognition" in his mind. With the immediate area of the cache now normal-mana, he casts Seeker on the redhead. He is deflected by an ward, but he knows she is in the northwest part of Bodie, near where -- uptime -- the visitors' parking lot will be. He feels the ward is augmented "by a rig like Lori had."