Adriana wasn't just dreaming, it was really happening, she was having what was called a vision of Dade. At that point in time Dade had just pulled his torn body from the river and now he had started running through the woods that surrounded the river. Dade was approaching the edge of his property, his house was still intact. Dade stumbled into his place finding it just as he had left it, things thrown everywhere and his dress whites still hanging in his closet with his hat hanging on the mirror. Dade dropped to his knees, memories had rained down on him like a rain storm.
"Serine!!" Dade cried out, he rested his forehead on the floor. Finally he struggled to his feet, his place held so many pictures and memories of his kid sister. Dade loved his sister, they picked at each other all the time and when she was dying, he did everything he could to keep her from being upset. Dade walked over to the dresser and saw the pictures of him and Serine, he grew angry though he tried to take control of his anger he couldn't, he went ballistic and everything that was on the dresser he swiped off with his muscular arms and tore the pictures off the mirror.
"This cant happen to me!!" Dade falling to his knees again, holding his head, he felt his body raging, with so much hate, he held himself, holding in all the rage. A few minutes later he felt a calming come over him, slowly he pulled himself up and opened the drawer of the dresser and found some face paint that he used to paint Serine's face with. He picked the candles up from the floor when he had knocked them off the dresser and set them back on the dresser and lit them, he started to apply the face paint onto his own face. Strands of wet hair hung in his face, he threw on his trench coat and looked down to see the picture of him and Serine, it was him dressed up in his dress whites and hat and Serine before the cancer took over, she was always proud of her big brother.
"Serine," he whispered as he held the picture and before he could get angry again he put the picture back on the mirror and kissed his finger and touched the picture of Serine,
"I will make you proud, I will come back to you, then nothing will keep me from you, ever again," Dade turning around and stomping out in his combat boots and getting on his bike, tearing out of his driveway, he had to find his killers and go back where he belonged.