Journal Of MO
17 May 1846
Found a town. A very empty town. The river seems to be completely dried out now. The town has a well. Yes, rope. No bucket. None at all. Have you ever drank rope water? Well, you are not missing out. Squeezed the water into my leaky waterskin. Which took forever.
Scouted the rest of town. Still, no bucket or food or people. Like they were never here. No personnel items or trash piles. Filling my waterskin and leaving tomorrow.
