By the time you and your surviving companions make it out of Northfield you are in a pretty bad way: Bill Chadwell and Clell Miller are dead and everyone except Jesse (and possibly you) has been wounded: Charlie and Frank have both been shot once, Bob twice, Jim three times and Cole a remarkable five times, though all his wounds are minor. The most serious wounds are Jim's and Bob's the latter of whom has had his right elbow completely shattered. Altogether you have managed to steal less than $27 dollars from the bank in Northfield.


Perhaps worst of all your only guide to Minnesota, Bill Chadwell, is dead leaving all of you stranded in a hostile state with only the knowledge that you have to head in a generally southern direction to reach safety. You don't have a single friend in Northfield and within days thousands of men in hundreds of posses are combing Minnesota for you. The first week after your escape from Northfield requires all the knowledge that all of you (except Bob) gained during your four years as Guerrillas during the Civil War and your eleven years as outlaws since.


Performing basic medical care for your injured and stealing a horse for Bob you manage to get the drop on one posse of several men who are hunting you, swiftly disarm them and ride off with their guns. Exchanging shots with another posse you escape during a rainstorm you pass yourselves off as a posse hunting the Northfield Robbers which goes well until one night when you camp on a small island and wake to find the island surrounded by hundreds of men. You only escape by unleashing your horses in one direction and swimming off in another, somehow escaping in the fog and the storm. After this narrow escape you spend a few days resting in an abandoned farmhouse before continuing, stealing horses along the way.


By the 14th things are serious. Both Bob and Jim have become feverish from their untreated wounds and can only travel very slowly. Finally Cole turns to you and the others.


"It's no good, we'll never get out of Minnesota going at this speed," he admits to you all. "Bill, it's better that you, Frank and Jesse ride ahead. You'll be moving faster, attracting more attention from the posses and meanwhile me, Jim and Bob can keep going in our own slow way and hopefully slip out of Minnesota unnoticed while all the posses are busy chasing you."


You all consider the idea but Charlie shakes his head and declares that he wouldn't feel right abandoning the badly injured Younger Brothers. The James brothers have no problem with the plan and take all the Youngers money and personal possessions to give to their family in case the worst happens. Frank and Jesse decide to ride directly west towards the Dakotas and try to draw posses after them while the Youngers and Charlie continue south towards Iowa. You need to choose which group you will join.

You keep going south with Cole, Jim, Bob and Charlie

You choose to remain with the Younger Brothers and Charlie while the James boys ride off. Initially the plan works well, continuing to head slowly south you rarely encounter posses now, most have them have drawn off west to chase Frank and Jesse. Unfortunately Bob and Jim's fever is continuing to worsen and you are moving slower than ever. One week after the James brothers split off you find yourselves approaching a copse of woods when a glance back shows a few hundred posse members armed with pistols, rifles and shotguns closing in on you.


The four of you run into a thicket and take shelter behind a fallen tree. "If anyone wants to surrender they can," Cole suggests but you are all determined to go down fighting." As the posse fans out to surround the copse of trees where you are hiding and seven men armed with rifles approach on foot Cole sighs. "When they get close let them have it," he orders. "Bob, you reload our pistols. Ok boys get ready... now!" Cole fires his pistol, hitting one of the approaching posse in the hip.

You join the others in firing at the posse

You fire your pistol over the dead-fall, one of your shots clipping a posse member in the side. The posse returns fire, the men in front firing from cover while those behind on a slight hill direct their fire over their heads. Your friends are hit several times: Cole is hit three times, Charlie four times and Jim once but you all keep firing. Charlie glances at Cole. "We are entirely surrounded and we had better surrender." Cole nods. "Charlie if you want to surrender go but this is where Cole Younger dies." "All right Captain, I can die as game as you can," Charlie replies. "Let's get it done."


Springing to his feet with a pistol in each hand he opens fire, hitting one posse member in the hand. A moment later he is shot through the chest and with a groan he falls dead to the ground. A moment later Jim is shot in the face, the bullet knocking out several of his teeth and lodging in his head, clutching his face he falls to the ground. Cole turns to look at Jim and a bullet hits him in the back of the head, he too falls to the ground. Glancing round you catch Bob's frightened eyes looking at you.

You copy Charlie and spring to your feet guns blazing

You spring to your feet, firing your pistols as fast as you can. One of your shots hits a posse member in the shoulder then someone shoots you in the chest, directly into your heart. You fall back behind the dead tree and as silence falls you quietly die, another Outlaw passing into the legend of the Old West.