"You're kidding me, right? We'll never get the party ready in time," my eyes widen as I say this.
Midnight, this is impossible.

"It isn't impossible, dear." Damn it, he read my thoughts again.

Stop doing that!" Jason's eyes look over my shoulder, nervously.

"Hush, they're coming."
Wrong. She's coming.

What are you two doing here? Weren't you supposed to be in the den planning the celebration?" the Mistress' lips twisting into a mocking smirk.

"We were just going..."Jason mumbles, wiping sweat off his brow.

"Good. Now, hurry, before the Elders hear of this incident." the woman grins, turns on her heel and saunters after her next prey.

"You're a wimp, Jason. I thought you were some tough guy. Apparently, not when you're in the presence of a witless ass-kisser," I remark.

"Shut your mouth, I was not scared!"

"Right..." I smile sadistically, "And I'm a man."

"In retrospect, you are." that's the moment he was nearly straggled to death. Jerk.

Next stop, Lucifer's Jewelers.
The rhyming is almost comical.

I'm on the train crushed between some wannabe biker and a bitchy, businessman on a cellphone. Jesus Christ, why can't you shut up. Oh, damn. I'm not supposed to use his majesty's name in vain. Sue me.

I look at the biker then motion with my head towards the cellphone guy. He smiles slightly and shrugs.

"Where are you going, Sweetie?" an old, homeless dude appears next to me.

"I'm going to hell, care to come with?" my sarcasm earns a snicker from the biker.

"You have any change on you, Cutie?" the old man asks, ignoring my comment.

"Look, I don't want to be rude. I truly don't. But I really don't wanna talk to anyone. I have no change, no cash, no pest-repellent and my patience got off on the last stop." He gives me the finger and trots off to another innocent victim.
Call me cynical, but I don't enjoy conversing with strangers, no matter how harmless they seem.

"The last time I saw her, it was before the celebration started. She told me she was going to Lucifer's Jewelers. I called them, they said she left an hour before I called. I called at 5:25pm."

"Good work, Jasper. We still have to find her, though. Where do you think she went?"

"Ireland would be my guess. She's talked about it so much. She hates the US,she wants to be away from it."

"This is irresponsible on Jason's part. He's her partner. Where would she go without him knowing about it?"

"Anywhere, Sir."

"Where's Dagger Falls?"

"Oh by the love of Christ! Have you heard of the killing! The murder of Jugular!"

"I have. Where is it?"

"On the other side of Canon Shot."

"That isn't far away..."

"Not 60 miles, Sir." the men stand up from the table and slide on their trench coats.

"She must be there. She must want badly to see where it took place. You think it was a revenge killing?"

"Without a doubt."

-Chime Garden-
Calm, Serene, peaceful place.
All the words that don't describe the Chime Garden. Not anymore.

It's where they found Jugular's body. Across the street, in the alleyway, they found where he had died.

A crow is painted in blood on the gate entrance to the Gothic Garden.