Rain had been sheeting down across all of the metroplex for hours, the thunder rolled across the buildings causing them to shake even as the lightning cracked across the sky jumping from cloud to cloud.

Few people were out this night, even the various gangs seemed to have acknowledged that Mother Nature's fury should not be challenged and were huddled in whatever passed for their dosses within their own turf.

What did it say about yourself being out in this shit on such a brutal night?

Dwight sits in an old diner in Puyalup weathering out the storm at a window booth. His Growler is getting soaked, and washed, but his duffel is in the floor at his feet. He sips at his coffee and just passes the time making occasional smalltalk with folks and flirting with the waitress a little.

He thinks, "Doesn't look like this storm plans on letting up. Might be bad things about to happen."

Oscar stood under the partial shelter of a doorway in the Barrens. Behind him, music with a strong Bass could be heard reverberating the material of the door and coming through it only barely softened. It had been another few hours spent in the strip club looking for his sister. It was obvious he'd been looking for something in the place, but no one inside had mentioned anything about it. He'd nursed a few drinks for an hour apiece and sat through a couple of shift changes of the dancers. Still, no sign of his sister.

He looked out at the rain, hoping it would let up a bit but he knew it wouldn't In the short time he'd been in the city he didn't think he'd seen a full week with sunshine every day yet. He put his tophat on, and staying as close to the building as he could for some shelter, walked out into the mess on the way down the street to the next club.

Deathstrider stood at the window of his home. Goth music is blasting from a bedroom down the hall. His baby sister is having one of her private moments. Strider watches as the rain beats upon the window as thoughts run rampent through his mind. His thoughts are on his parents and what his baby sister told him. His thoughts are on who could have murdered them and if their murder has any link to his older sisters's dissappearences. So engrosed in his own thoughts, he does not hear his little sister step up behind him......