Redcoats

Prologue

Georgetown was a small town along the coast of South Carolina. It was the third oldest city in the state and the second-largest port. Seated on Winyah bay, at the convergence of four rivers, it was a heavily contested town during the revolutionary war.

British officers were housed in several homes in the town. It allowed them to quickly respond to the guerilla attacks of the Swamp Fox and his men. It was a common occurrence to hear bells tolling in the night to signal the men to arms.

On a particularly cold night during January of 1779 a small platoon of RedCoats was patrolling the town streets near the intersection of Highmarket and Broad street. They stopped just outside the gates to the grounds of the Episcopal churchyard.

Inside the church their fellow soldiers rested in the church itself asking as a barracks for them. The clock in the town chimed three times to signal the witching hour. The night watch could almost swear the cold was just a little more bitter, than it was before.

The attack came from the shadows without warning. Not a shot was fired as the colonial troops came up behind the night watch and cut their throats with blades or cracked their skulls with hatchets. Once they had dispatched the night turned their attention to the church itself.

First they slipped inside the pour barrels of lantern oil along the rows of sleeping soldiers. Then they turned to the outside barring the doors with wood locking the soldiers inside. When they were finished a lone colonial smash a window and threw in a torch igniting the oil inside,

The British soldiers awoke to the screams of they're comrades. The heat and smoke nearly suffocating them. Those who could, ran for the doors only to find themselves trapped. They died screaming as the inside of the brick structure burned to ash.