The street was dark and quite. This was unusual for this certain street. This was perhaps the most amazing street during the summer. Something astounding and new was always just around the corner.
But now it was three in the morning. All were asleep. Some were dreaming about tomorrow and its possibilities. Some dreaming about love and even some were dreaming about math. But despite all of the dreams there was no noise and no movement.
This peaceful calm was broken when three figures stepped out of the darkness. They paused and looked at each other making sure that they hadn't been followed
"Is everything prepared for tomorrow?" the first figure asked.
'"Yes of course, how could I not be ready?"The second figure, who was leaning on a walking stick of some sort, snapped back. "Tomorrow I will make contact and the game begins" He chuckled a little "I am so looking forward to this."
"Shut up!"The first person snapped "We can't wake anybody up! If they hear us this is all over."
Before another argument could start between the two, the 3rd figure put his hand between them. "We don't need this now. Let's just go back to bed and we will begin in the morning"
The two looked at each other and nodded. Ever since they had met they had been on edge. However, they both had the same goal. The first coughed and said "Stage one is estimated to take three weeks. Can you do that?"
The second laughed "Give me ten days. That's more than enough time to drive him off the edge"
The first rolled her eyes. "I'll see you guys tomorrow. Get a lot of rest for tomorrow. We are going to need it"
As the three plotters walked away the one welding the cane spread out his hands and laughed once more. " Oh poor Phineas, he won't know what hit him!"