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2012: ghosts of christmas plot
He'd avoided the majority of the in-bar festivities by spending the day outdoors working in the stables, but once night had fallen and the cold had set in, he'd forced himself back inside. Christmas Eve was a better holiday than New Year's Eve, in his opinion, but the entire time of year always reminded him of what used to be - and it wasn't something he particularly enjoyed dwelling on.
After a shower and taking dinner in his room, he'd retired to bed early.
(It's the glowing that wakes him.)
Doc squints against the light coming from the corner of the room - and then feels his heart stop when he realizes that it's not just a light, but a figure. His fingers curl around the grip of the Colt revolver that stays hung on the headboard in its holster, and while he doesn't draw (this figure doesn't seem threatening) he's definitely aware and alert.
And wondering what the blazes is going on.
After a shower and taking dinner in his room, he'd retired to bed early.
(It's the glowing that wakes him.)
Doc squints against the light coming from the corner of the room - and then feels his heart stop when he realizes that it's not just a light, but a figure. His fingers curl around the grip of the Colt revolver that stays hung on the headboard in its holster, and while he doesn't draw (this figure doesn't seem threatening) he's definitely aware and alert.
And wondering what the blazes is going on.