Van Der Linde Savior (Red Dead Redemption 2)

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She was wet and chilled to the bone, that's the first thing Celina noticed upon coming to her senses. She tried to huddle into herself in attempt to trap any warmth she could find but instead had a fluffy cold cushion pushed harder against herself. She opened her eyes, not able to understand with them closed what exactly was going on.

White- that's what she saw from where she laid in the snow, shivering. Snow? It was the middle of July, that was the last thing that should be covering the ground. Why she was laying on the ground? She hadn't the slightest idea.

Celina forced herself to her feet, coming to stand at her full height of 5' 2" and wrapped her arms around her torso as her teeth chartered violently. Taking in her surroundings made her blink twice, not quite trusting the sight before her.

From where she was standing, Celina found herself surrounded by rickety log cabins. They looked old, abandoned, whoever owned the land hadn't been there in a while to say the least. Where she was, she didn't have a clue and felt stupid to even think her surroundings looked like the cabins the Van Der Linde gang stayed at in the beginning of Red Dead Redemption 2.

She shook her head, either she was dreaming or her friends had done something else completely ridiculous and for no reason. She scanned her surroundings for them but seeing no footprints in the snow, sighed and headed into the nearest cabin.

She was dreaming, mustive fallen asleep before RDR2 got through the opening scene. She smiled with excitement as she sat on the bed and pulled am abandoned blanket over her to try to fight the chilling cold. What a dream this was going to be, quite possibly the best one yet.

Celina snuggled down in the blanket, perhaps before she woke up she could experience some sexy times with Dutch... or Arthur, though both of them would be nice. She laughed, this was a dream she wouldn't ever want to wake up from. With her luck however, she just knew she would wake up at the best part.

That's when the door opened and a cold gust of wind bust through, the cabin was illuminated by a lanterns light. The light of a lantern held by none other than Hosea.

The older man gave a sigh of relief when upon first glance the room seemed to be empty, and then it happened, his light landed on her and his eyes widen in surprise as he watched her slowly sit up in bed, "I'm very sorry miss." His tone was polite and sincere, "I certainly didn't intend to disturb you. My friends and I, well..." he shifted his weight, "We're in a rather bad predicament."

Celina smiled gently at Hosea, she always liked the older man and she felt as if she would forever be devastated by his fate. Her teeth continued to chatter even as she attempted to speak, "I think I've gotten myself into quite the predicament as well."

His brow furrowed as he took a step forward, "Are you alone dear?"

She nodded slowly, thinking the dream was seeking all the more surreal by the moment, "I believe so."

"You believe so? Have you been taken against your will? How don't you-"

Both of their attention turned to Bill Williamson as he entered the cabin followed by Dutch. Based on her memory of the scene, Celina concluded the rest of the gang was right outside.

"The area is deserted, how does it look in here?" It was Bill's voice which made Hosea turn around.

"Not completely empty." Hosea gestured to Celina who forced herself from the slight warmth of the bed, "Seems this poor girl was out here alone before we came along."

Bill studied her with narrowed suspicious eyes, "How do we know this isn't another set up?"

"How could it be another set up, Bill? There's no way in Hell anyone has followed us through this storm. Let alone predicted we'd arrive here." Dutch moved into the cabin, holding his hand up to keep the rest of the gang from entering just yet. He made his way over to Celina slowly, a gentle look upon his face and held his hands up showing he meant no harm before getting too close to her, "Miss, I've got to say, you're shaking like a leaf, my friends will bring in some blankets and we'll get you nice and warmed up, alright? I'm Dutch by the way, Dutch Van Der Linde."