I put up wooden markers, but I knew that they wouldn't last more than one season before they disappeared from the actions of the weather. I think that... I must have cried for six or eight hours before I collapsed from exhaustion. The next morning, I was a changed man!I suppose the Apaches thought that they were just reliving the great days of the Indian wars with the invading White man. What they didn't know was they had attracted the attention of a dedicated soul who was determined that each one. Anyway, when i was going (there was only one stall in there)i noticed holes, not very big,and i believed they were made naturally. i took a look through the hole, and a woman was going pee on the other side. Now, this place had no electricity, so it was almost pitch black, besides the moonlight shinning in through holes in the roof, so i didn't see any detail, just her outline. "wow", i thought to myself, "i might have to come here when its lighter out."So, i finished up, went back to my tent. We need to get a trailer for the ponies, andI guess we should check inside for cows." The inside of the house was filled with the usual paraphernalia of illegaltraining facilities. Empty drug bottles and syringes for injecting the medicationsthat would keep a slave docile until they had given up hope of rescue or hadbeen broken. Whips, crops, canes, chains, and restraints of all sorts werepiled neatly around the room, ready to be grabbed and used at a moment's notice.Joseph picked up a whip. She just bites her lip and keeps on talking. “Now that we sorted that out, do you have the money?”“Yeah, here it is.” You grab your phone and venmo the amount listed.“You’re $100 short.”“$100? I paid what you wrote on the listing.”“Maybe the amount I wrote was wrong. It’s supposed to be $100 extra.”“I don’t see how that is my fault. I have to check in with my friends before I ask them to pitch in an extra $100 dollars.”“No!” She says. “You’re right. It’s my fault, but I do need more than what.