The weirdness continues. Craven is attempting to learn how to use explosives. He damn near killes us when he blew up the train we had been on which crashed. I’m not sure what his reasoning was…beyond his own personal enjoyment.

We found some dug up graves and followed the tracks left from the dragging bodies. As expected we ran into a fight. {Side Note: I am begining to be concerned by my own lack of horror at the escalating number of bizarre encounters we have.}

After dispatching the abominations which killed our horses, we finally made our way to the Diablo bar. We sipped on some taquila, went to bed amd awoke to a high volume of gunfire. Craven seemed unnerved…..again….and rushed us downstairs. There we encountered a wolf monster thing which was looking for Craven. Oddly a pretty little blonde girl killed it.

Craven proceeded to barricade the doors while having an unusual conversation with her…