September 25-26, 1926

As Eric approaches the door, Caden nearly runs him over as he barrels out of the shack, gun drawn and looking panicked.

Oh..Eric. trouble. lots of it

"Woah big fella... what's up I only came over for a cup of hot joe and a natter. You look very spooked."

Eric..gone...both...just...gone....

"What the hell. It must have happened when Dick invited us in, something is very wrong. What do we have by way of weapons? We have to be ready to take action."

I have a pistol. that's it.

Luck (56)

"Damn nothing in the house, there must me something in the car" I rush back out to the car and frantically search for anything that might help.

"Damn nothing in the house, there must me something in the car" I rush back out to the car and frantically search for anything that might help.

My fault...my fault...should have stayed....

"I think we need to prepare as best we can and investigate the woods at first light"

Tries to collect himself, only nods

Eric digs through the car until he finds the briefcase that Frank had brought along with him. Opening it up, the professor discovers the components for a Thompson submachine gun.

"Holy mole a Chicago Piano...... I take it back to the cabin so I have more light and do my best to assemble it methodically and carefully. Asking Caden for help and advice as well.

That's a heavy heater my friend. Cadsn is definitely impressed

"Do you want to swap, I think you would handle it much better than me."

Sadly I'm useless with anything that large