She felt distinctively as if someone were watching her or there with her and a cold shiver went through her. Goosebumps erupted over her flesh and she tried to keep herself from shaking. Her boots made the slightest noise on the wooden floor but in the silence of the house it all seemed greatly amplified. So much so that when a floor board creaked she let her foot hover for a moment, trying to decide whether the sound had been made by her or someone else. Deciding she was only creeping herself out she tried to calm her erratic breathing and move on.<br/><br/>The kitchen was empty and she frowned, Sarah had been certain that this was where the brothers had been holding up, it had seemed such a perfect location for them. Close to town to get supplies and for the bar and women, as well as throwing bounty hunters off their trail. Who would think to look so close to a Marshalled town for them? As she moved around the small kitchen she glanced to the stove, the embers inside were still heated. She could see the amber hue of the burning coals. Someone was here!<br/><br/>She no sooner realised it and turned when she felt the blow wallop across her cheek. Sarah had time to see the filthy dark features of the large man before she crumbled to the floor, her rifle spinning out of her hand as she thumped against the kitchen table, both knocks dazed her sufficiently to render her incapacitated to the smirking 'gringo'.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>(ooc - just realised we're still posting at Wrynn's home but are far from it, do you want us to move the last few posts to the necessary thread and continue? )