Time 5

"It wasn't all that grim," she said. "We don't have to go to Deadwood. I was thinking, maybe, Tombstone or Fort Sumner..." "Wyatt Earp or Billy the Kid?" he said. "Are you nuts?" "Yes," she said. "Absolutely. I went nuts the moment I saw a flaming star in the day sky hit a tower and reveal the man I love. It's the only way it makes sense. I'm in an asylum somewhere dreaming all this." They certainly looked the part: long dusters, black clothes, armed like tanks. The guns were too new, and the bullets they carried were all they'd have. "I know we shouldn't be carrying Glocks into the 1880s," Chloe said. "We damned well will, though," he said. "It's one of the most dangerous places we've gone and we need every advantage we can get. If we run out of bullets, we'll have to use local guns. We'll take advantage of the fact that everybody else has less than half the shots we have. Don't think this is a joke. The people you met in the New Old West had been civilized once. Many of these folks haven't been, ever."