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*Present day North Carolina. With a huge thunderstorm taking place outside, two couples, Marc and Hannah Coldsmith and Dolly and Klaus Evans, were sitting in a house watching the television.*

Television: It’s fourth and long and the game comes down to this play…if they get the touchdown, they get the win!
Dolly: Klaus! I don’t understand this.

Klaus: Why not?

Dolly: It’s fourth down. They aren’t punting.

Klaus: It’s the last play of the game. They need to score.

Dolly: But they’re on the other end of the field.

Marc: They’re going to throw a long pass down the field. It’s their only hope.

Dolly: ….What if they all get on each other’s shoulders and give the ball to the guy on top?

Klaus: They aren’t doing that Dolly.

Dolly: They should…

Marc: Here they go!

Television: They snap the ball back...Graves drops back into the pocket, scans the- BEEP BEEP! *The game cuts out, and brings up a “Severe Thunderstorm Warning”*

Klaus: What the hell is going on?!

Hannah: It’s a flash flood warning.

Klaus: Oh like I can’t see that?!

Dolly: But you were asking a question, so maybe you didn’t see it, and she
was just trying to be helpful?

Klaus: It doesn’t matter! If they waited ten seconds to put the warning up, no one would get killed.

Dolly: What if someone did?

Klaus: They wouldn’t!

Dolly: But what if they did?

Klaus: They wouldn’t! *The TV goes back to the game*

Marc: Shh!

Television Announcer: OH MY GOODNESS! THAT PLAY WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY! WHAT A PASS! WHAT A CATCH! *Marc, Hannah, and Dolly start to celebrate*

Marc: Victory!

Dolly: Are you happy now Klaus?

Klaus: No! We missed the freakin’ play!

Television Announcer: Let’s take a look at this folks. Instant replay! You see here, Graves gets the ball, and drops back into the pocket. Now stop the footage here.

Klaus: Don’t stop it! Just show it!

Television Announcer: Here you see Graves scanning the field. He’s looking for the open man. And then this happens! Start the footage again! *Just as the footage starts up, all the power goes out in the house, leaving
all four in darkness*

Dolly: What happened?

Marc: You don’t think the gameplan was to MAKE the stadium lights go out, do you?

Hannah: No…it was probably just a lightning strike or a car hitting a telephone pole. It’s pretty bad out there. *Hannah got up and left the room. She quickly came back, with a lit candle. Marc and Dolly were both still sitting on the couch, and Klaus had his head buried in his hands*

Dolly: Klaus! Klaus! Are you ok?! Did the lightning hit you?!

Klaus: …..Why? Why? I just wanted to see the end of the game.

Hannah: Atleast you know the outcome.

Klaus: I don’t care! I wanted to see the play dang it!

Marc: If it’s as impressive as they said, it should be on highlight reels for years to come.

Klaus: It’s not the same. It’s all because of this stupid weather, this stupid thunderstorm, and this stupid lightning. I hate this WEATHER! *At that point, there was a bright flash, a loud rumble, lots of shaking, a tad bit of screaming, and then silence. The four of them looked around, and they were now in a shack, with old tools hanging around and sunlight peeking through the boards*

Marc: …….I think I can say that I am quite positive that God has just smote us.

Hannah: Hold up…what just happened?

Marc: We’re dead.

Hannah: I don’t think so.

Dolly: I’m scared.

Marc: Don’t be, Heaven is supposed to be cool.

Dolly: What if we’re in Hell?

Marc: …That would be extremely……upsetting.

Klaus: We aren’t going to find anything out in here. *Klaus went over to
the shack’s door. The four stepped outside, and stretching ahead of them was mountains and desert*

Marc: Dudes…I think we’re in Kansas.

Hannah: Kansas is flat. This looks more like Arizona.

Marc: Oh…

Klaus: Look, there’s looks to be a town ahead. Let’s just go up, check it out, and find out exactly what happened. *They headed toward the buildings, traveling across the desert and sweating from the heat. As they arrived, the town was relatively empty except for some horses tied up outside some buildings.*

Hannah: It’s a ghost town…

Dolly: Ghost are scary.

Man: Who goes there?! *A man stepped out from the side of a building, pointing a gun at the four.*

Klaus: I’m Klaus, this is Dolly, those two are Marc and Hannah.

Man: I don’t want your names. I want to know who you are.

Klaus: ….What?

Man: Tell me!

Klaus: Um! I’m…I….uhh..*Klaus looked around frantically* Hannah! She was a cop once! You shoot her, you’ll be in trouble!

Man: I’m the Sheriff in these parts. I’m Sheriff Mason, and I think you four are some mighty strange folk.

Hannah: How are we strange?

Mason: Look at yourselves. What in tarnations are you folks wearing?

Klaus: Well you know…t-shirts…jeans...coats…sneakers…I’m wearing a football jersey.

Mason: Football?

Klaus: Yeah. You know, football, the sport?

Mason: …

Klaus: Maybe you call it “Tossing the pigskin”? *Mason pointed the gun at the head of Klaus*

Mason: You the pig thieves?!

Klaus: Sir, we never stole a pig in our lives.

Marc: No, can’t interceptions count as stealing?

Klaus: Shut up! Listen, Sheriff Mason, we’re from North Carolina. We were at our house, and then I think a lightning bolt hit it, and the next thing we know, we’re in that shack back there. Where are we?

Mason: Cainer. Cainer, Arizona.

Marc: Good call Hannah.

Mason: So…you folks saying you been kidnapped?

Klaus: …Maaaybe.

Dolly: We were kidnapped?!

Klaus: Quiet Dolly.

Mason: Listen, I don’t know if I can trust y’all. But if there’s a kidnapper, then I’ll try and find him. Come with me to my office. I’ll try and help you folks, but I’m still going to keep an eye on you. *Mason led them into a building*

Klaus: Thank you for helping us.

Marc: This looks more like a jail...

Mason: Darn right it is! Now get in there!

Hannah: We didn't do anything!

Mason: I could tell you folks are trouble! Now get in that cell! *He raised the gun again* You people think I'm dumb? You can't even get your stories straight!

Klaus: *Sighs* Come on guys...let's get in.

Dolly: Wait! Mr. Sheriff Mason sir...

Mason: What?

Dolly: Your bootlaces are untied.

Mason: They are? *Looks down* I could have sworn I just-*Klaus stole Mason's gun, Marck knocked him down, and the four ran out of the building*

Hannah: That wasn't smart!

Klaus: Just run! *The four were back outside, and they ran to some horses. Some other towns people were now looking out windows at the scene that was unfolding*

Mason: Get back here!

Klaus: Up! Up! Up! *They all got on the horses, and untied them, and took off. Mason tried to chase them on foot for a bit, but stopped*

Mason: You folks won't get away with this!

Marc: Yeehaw! See ya later Mason!

*The group was far away from the town, and they just started to slow down their horses to a trot*

Klaus: Woo! Totally escaped and totally rocked that town!

Hannah: I think we’re better off not being in jail…but you shouldn’t celebrate our current situation.

Klaus: What’s not to celebrate? We’re free!

Hannah: One, we’re wanted. Two, we’re going through a desert-

Marc: On a horse with no name.

Hannah: …What?

Marc: I’m completing the lyrics.

Klaus: And he’s right. We don’t know the names of these horses.

Hannah: But I was trying to bring the point up that-

Dolly: Can I name my horse? Please?

Klaus: Sure you can Dolly.

Dolly: I want him to be named Pooky!

Klaus: Then that’s what he’ll be called.

Hannah: Listen! There’s an urgent matter! We are in a desert, it’s hot, we
don’t know where to get water or food.

Marc: The town!

Hannah: We just ran away from there.

Marc: Point taken.

Dolly: Can’t we suck the water out of cactuses?

Klaus: Problem solved!

Hannah: What will we use to break open the cacti?

Dolly: Cactuses.

Hannah: Use a cactus to break open a cactus?

Dolly: I was correcting you. It’s cactuses.

Hannah: It’s cacti.

Dolly: Nope.

Hannah: Ok…what will we use to break open the ‘cactuses’?

Klaus: ….

Dolly: ….

Marc: ……Sand?

Hannah: ….

Marc: Or not.

Klaus: We’ll break into town at night and steal axes?

Hannah: We MIGHT succeed once with that plan. But that brings up
another problem. Night. Those are really cold in the desert, and we aren’t prepared for them. We’re going to freeze.

Marc: I can solve that problem. Ok, remember in Star Wars, when Luke got attacked by an Abominable Snowman? Well, he was all hurt, but Han Solo came and saved him, and then he cut open his llama and used it for warmth. So what we can do, is cut open our horses and use their insides for warmth!

Dolly: No! We aren’t hurting the little horses!

Marc: It worked in Star Wars!

Dolly: I won’t let you!

Hannah: Dolly is right ,we can’t hurt the horses…First, their our transportation, and second, killing them would keep us warm for one night only.

Marc: And then we break into the town and steal blankets and more horses with the axes!

Hannah: *sarcastic* Yes, let’s just walk in and steal all those without any problems. Then we’ll steal a bunch of water and food while we’re at it!

Klaus: Then we can steal guns!

Dolly: And clothes.

Marc: And then a time machine like in Back to the Future!

Hannah: This sounds like a great plan, right?

Others: Yeah!

Hannah: It’s not going to work. Going back to town is the best thing. But what we need to do is find a map to the next closest town and hope they’ll help us get back home.

Klaus: That plan…just might work!

Hannah: It will. It’ll be sundown soon…we’ll start when it’s completely dark. In the meantime, lets try and deal with the desert.

*The group was back at the shack, tying their horses up to the shack. It was now night.*

Klaus: Walking sucks, why can’t we rise the horses into the town?

Hannah: The horses can make noises, it’s a precaution.

Klaus: What if they catch us? We can’t just get on the horses and flee now.

Hannah: Then it would be wise to not get caught, right?

Marc: Hold up. Before we do this… one more time. Go over the plan.

Hannah: We split up. One group goes to the general store, gets blankets, an axe, and hopefully a water canteen. If possible, get some rations. The other goes into the post office and gets the map.

Dolly: Why does one have to take lots of stuff and the other only has to take a piece of paper?

Hannah: Because from what I remember, the post office was right next to the tavern. And those are usually busy at nights.

Klaus: So it’s me and Dolly, right?

Hannah: You and me, Klaus.

Klaus: I don’t want to go with you!

Hannah: I don’t trust you on your own.

Klaus: What do you mean by that?!

Hannah: If put in a fight or flight situation, I think you would make the wrong decision.

Klaus: Come on! I would make the RIGHT one! I’ve already run away once today, I wouldn’t do it again!

Hannah: Thank you for proving my point. Now let’s go.

*The four started heading toward the town of Cainer. As they arrived, the groups silently split up and went to their assigned locations. Dolly and Marc arrived outside the general store*

Marc: How should we get in?

Dolly: Knock?

Marc: No….I ran a small store once….They probably have security systems set up. If we do anything what so ever, I bet this loud alarm will go off.

Dolly: Whoa…

Marc: I think the best approach is to enter..from the second story. It will alert as few people as possible.

Dolly: We don’t have a ladder…

Marc: The buildings are close to each other..I’ll just slowly wedge my way up, jump in the window, come down, open the door for you, we get the stuff, we leave.

Dolly: It sounds easy.

Marc: It will be. Now…shhhhhh! *Marc went between the buildings, and slowly started making his way up, loudly hitting the two building walls as he did so. Eventually, he got to the top, and with one arm, opened the window. Marc jumped inside, landing hard on the floor*

Man: Who are you?! *Marc quickly stood up and brushed himself off*

Marc: Me?

Man: You!

Marc: I am…..Billy the Kid!

Man: He’s been dead for years!

Marc: I am his ghost.

Man: Listen, tell me who you are or I’m getting the sheriff.

Marc: I think I can do the same thing! You tell me who YOU are, or else I’ll be the one getting the sheriff!

Man: I own this! It’s my building, which has my shop, and you are in my bedroom!

Marc: Ohhh…this is YOUR building?

Man: Yes!

Marc: You’re the guy who owns the general store?

Man: I am.

Marc: I am so sorry sir! A thousand apologies! I thought this was the general……door! The general door! The window, I thought it was a door! So I came in it! Haha! Look sir, I’m sorry, I’ll just head downstairs, head on out…I don’t want any trouble.

Man: You do that.

Marc: I will. Sorry! *Marc walked downstairs, and opened the door* Hurry!

*Meanwhile at the post office*

Hannah: Klaus, hide out here. I’m going in. If someone’s coming, give a holler.

Klaus: Aye aye! *Hannah went into the post office, and Klaus hid inside a barrel. It was rather uneventful, until he heard voices approaching*

Man1: Now…which one of them barrels has the…the umm…the whiskey in it?

Man2: The full one. *hic* Right there.

Man1: They’re both right there.

Man2: The full one. The heavy one.

*Klaus felt the barrel shake*

Man2: This one. The full one. *The men lifted the barrel Klaus was in, and started walking away*

Klaus: Uh-oh.

Man1: You hear something?

Klaus: No.

Man2: Ok. *The men carried Klaus into the tavern, went to a backroom, then roughly set the barrel down*

Bartender: Hey, watch it! Do you two have any idea what’s in there?

Man1: Umm….

Bartender: *smiles* Whiskey! *They all cheer* We’ll open it later, we got some left at the main table. C’mon.

*Klaus hear the men leave, and shut a door. He pushed the top of the barrel lid off, and looked around. There was absolutely nothing to see, no light from any windows, just a small crack of light from under the door*

Klaus: I guess I can hide in here until someone opens up…then slip by hopefully unnoticed…*Klaus went to a corner of the room, and waited….*

*Meanwhile, Hannah left the post office*

Hannah: I got the map! ….Klaus, where are you? *At that point, she saw Dolly and Marc approaching* Is Klaus with you guys?

Marc: He was supposed to go with you.

Hannah: Uh oh…

Dolly: What happened to him?!

Hannah: Shh!

Dolly: He’s gone?!

Hannah: Look, he knows where we’re at. Let’s just go. If he’s not back by tomorrow, we’ll go searching for him.

Dolly: What if they kill him?

Hannah: They won’t! Just hurry! *Hannah and Marc started heading for the path back to the shack. Dolly gave a desperate last look around the area, then followed them.*

Hannah: So what did you two get?

Marc: Axe, blankets, horse food, apples, and canteens full of beer. You?

Hannah: The map…and when Klaus is back…I found a good place that might help us.

Marc: Where?

Hannah: Not too far from here…is an Indian tribe. Maybe they’ll know something…

*cut to Klausa get so waiting silently for the bartender to open the door*

Bartender: Alright boys, I'm gonna open up the barrel of whiskey!

Everyone: *cheers*

Klaus: Nows my chance

*Klaus attempts to slip by the bartender, but the bartender notices*

Bartender: Hey, what are you doin back here!

Klaus: Waiting for the whiskey?

Bartender: Oh, well get back in the bar!

*Klaus runs out of the bar, and heads off for the shack*

Bartender: HEY! Theres no whiskey in here!

*cut to the shack*

Klaus: I'm back guys!

Marc: What happened?

Klaus: It's a long story.........

Hannah: You can tell us later, but we have news.

Klaus: What?

Dolly: Hannah found an Indian tribe!

Hannah: Yes well, we thought that they might be able to help us with supplie, and maybe their shaman would know how we can get home!

Marc: Yes, but for now lets rest

*the next morning, our heroes head to the Indian camp, but the sheriff was getting madder by the minute*

Mason: So you say someone stole your whiskey?

Bartender: Well we dont know if that guy who was in my back room stole it, but it's missing!

Mason: It probably was him, and his criminal friends! We better get a posse to round them up......

*meanwhile Hannah, Marc, Dolly, and Klaus were arriving at the tribe*

Klaus: Hello is anyone here?

Marc: QUIET! These Indians may not be friendly-

???: What you do here, are you with Mason?

Dolly: No! Masons trying to arrest us........

???: An enemy of Mason is a friend of mine! Im the chief of this tribe, Chief True Flight

Hannah: Nice to meet you chief, we came here for a reason though.....

Chief: For supplies right?

Hannah: Yes, and to find a way home.......

Chief: Hmmmmm home?

Marc: Were not exactly from this time period-

Chief: Talk with Crow Foot, hes our Shaman...... he may understand what youre talking about.