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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Bobitron" data-source="post: 2272283" data-attributes="member: 25479">As you all approach the accident, the details become clearer. The wagoneers were obviously caught by surprise by the rockslide. It swept over them with small boulders the size of a child’s head making up the majority of the debris. Three men stand over the wagon and are unloading what appears to be some very heavy crates from the smashed remains of the cart. It is back-breaking work, and they labor in the hot sun with some difficulty. You spot one man lying on the ground, a blanket draped over him for shade. Another stands about twenty feet to the right, standing in a hole that he is currently digging away in with a pick and shovel. It looks to be about 2-3 feet deep at this point. When you get closer, they spot you. Stopping the work, they converse hurriedly amongst each other. One of them struggles to pull a tarp over the crates before you can see any additional details, and just manages.“Howdy!” One of the men calls out, cupping his hand to his mouth. Each of the men seems to carry arms, but none move in a threatening manner.</blockquote>