It was dark and rainy, the town quiet, tumbleweeds drifting by with the wind. The only things showing that there was life here, were the lights in the buildings, indicating everyone was in their homes.
Lily opened her eyes, the rain already soaking her as she abruptly sat up, wearing her red plaid shirt over a plain black V-neck, black skinny jeans with a couple holes, and her knee-high boots with belt buckles going all the way up them. The same outfit she wore the night she confessed her feelings to Dean.
Her lips still tingled from that, heat rising in her cheeks before they quickly went away, realizing where she was. Taking in the buildings lined up on either side, a noose station in the middle of the muddy path, water dripping off the rope.
"What the hell?" She asked, her wet hair plastered all over her. Walking along the buildings, it didn't give her much shelter from it, but it didn't bother her much. Coming across what looked like an old calendar, she looked at the date.
And immediately stumbled backwards, her eyes full of fear, everything clicking into place. "No...no no no!" She exclaimed, collapsing into the mud, not caring it now covered everything she was wearing.
She was in Sunrise, Wyoming.
The year was 1870.
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