It took several hours of debating with MT to finally convince him to keep Blackjack. Of course he says he's not allowed to be inside the apartment when I'm not home and though I was reluctant I agreed to his terms.

Blackjack seemed to be adapting to his home well enough. He took a liking to MT, which doesn't surprise me. He was well loved by animals much to his dismay. But after hearing that Blackjack doesn't shed his detest simmered down to a small irritation. That is until Blackjack got a hold of his wig. I had to admit that dog looked pretty good with that bleach blonde wig on his head.

After that he went to bed for the day and I grabbed my keys and called Blackjack over as I opened the fire escape.

"Ok now we have to be quiet." I tell him with a hushed voice as I helped him out of the window and onto the fire escape. I slowly made our way down the steps until we reached the ladder. I was the first to get on the ladder and started climbing down.

"Ok now wait here so I can get you something to la-" I was cut off when I looked back up to see him no longer there. "Bark!" Hearing him barking behind me I quickly turn around in shock to already see him on the ground.

"Ok... Weird."

I climb down the ladder and gave him an odd look before petting his head. Quickly shrugging it off I pull up my orange hood and walked out of the alley and into the busy streets.

"I swear when I get enough money I'll get rid of those ticks ok?" I told him watching him as he lifted his hind leg to scratch at his ear. I always hated those ticks especially when the get big. I just wish I could pop 'em. "Or... I wonder if tweezers will work..." I mumble allowed before bumping into someone.

"Fuck! Sorry!".

"Better watch it kid!" Her accent was thick; maybe she was from New Jersey? I look at her and held up my hands in defense. Her hair was dyed violet and a nose ring was the second thing I noticed. The third was her skull shirt outlined in pink. She was every definition of attractive and intimidating.

"Hey I said I was sorry!" I glance to Blackjack who looked between the both of us before trotting over to me and barking. "Hey I'm trying to apologi-" I turn back to look for the girl but all that was there was a neon pink trail leading to the wall. "... Where did she go?"

Frowning I look everywhere from where I was standing for a sign of the girl but she was long gone.

Deciding to let it go for now I continued to walk down the street with no real destination in mind so I let Blackjack lead the way. We walked around the city, heading over to see the ferris wheel and I had to squint my eyes, since

I forgot my glasses once again, to see it properly.

"God it's so fucking huge." I murmur to myself before turning around to follow the dog, but he wasn't there. "Blackjack?" I look around pulling down my hood as I tried to look around for the black boxer-pibull mix.

"Blackjack!" I call out before sprinting off into a run as I try to find him.

"Excuse me have you seen a black dog anywhere?"

"I'm sorry but have you seen a dog running around?"

"Excuse me.."

"Can you just help me?"

No one. Not a single person has seen him. Or they were so busy with their own lives to even think of looking around them. This is why I hate the city.

"Are you Anne Pittman?"

I turn around to come face to face with a D.U.P

"..Y-yes?" I ask confused before they roughly grab me by my arm.

"I'm afraid you are put under suspicion of being a bio-terrorist and/or associated with working for bio-terrorists you have to come with us."

"What?! W-wait you have the wrong idea p-please I'm not a conduit and I've never met one in my life!" I was terrified as he dragged me another D.U.P walking behind use with his gun locked and loaded. He didn't respond as I was shoved inside of one of the suspect pins stationed in the area. I heard they had lost their main camera control panel in this area but it looks they still have some control in this area. I look around at all of the frightened people locked up inside with me. Some were muttering to themselves. Something about 'how could this happen to me?' or 'Damn those bio-terrorists its all their fault!' and some were crying with hysteria as they called out to the people to let them out. Watching them I backed into a corner and slid down while looking through the bright yellow cage.