It's always calm before the storm.

The morning came, but it was still greyish outside. D-boy wondered how long they had until the blizzard came back again, as it had settled to a light snowfall that continued to blanket the already thick sheets of snow outside. Eff was still asleep and D-boy had been obsessing and over-thinking of the next step to take; how will they be able to keep themselves busy living, and much of D-boys own psyche mess. The map before him became overdrawn many times neatly in a black pen he'd been able to find in the cabin. It felt different to be in a house for the first time that wasn't alive (or once alive) and didn't talk to him.

There was a lot to take in for the newfound area, D-boy didn't know if it was just him but he had a long sense of sensitivity to new surroundings and felt the liveliness of every living thing was "talking" to him. And not in the way of direct speaking more of a breath of presence to let him know the trees, the crows, and even ants radiated their existence in his direction - intently, to him. He wondered if Eff had always been bombarded with this sense in their new years of realism as D-boy considered to be hyper aware. He didn't ask eff - ever. Not out of pride but just when he was ready to share as he needed a good reason to have a show and tell of his reality.

His white noise only got louder, "Shut up for once," he growled under his breath

"I'm wishing, I'm wishing. For the one I love to find me, To find me. Today, today."

Sickness couldn't get the damn song out of her head, it had already been a day since encountering the family in the woods her and Reverend mutilated. to her it was out of sheer spite, their bodies were dumped somewhere in a nearby ravine where they would remain undiscovered. The young couple had a 3 year old watching childish movies on a portable DVD player which kept playing as their screams were cut short.

"Like being in nature didn't suffice enough entertainment for the disgusting worm baby." She said aloud.

"You never keep your thoughts to yourself long enough can you?" Reverend laughed.

"I do what I please, abominable meat statue." Sickness growled.

They had been away from the cabin for a while, Sickness hoped the snow didn't block much of the front door. Reverend had met Sickness through an event of just pure coincidence, they had been both silenced by their humans for different reasons. Reverend thought Johnny just was never the type to give into his own desires so giving up on him wasn't much of a struggle. He sensed Sickness however was hard to get rid of by Devi, her mindset could not be swayed and that Sickness just became restless to prove she can do anything. Their re-existence situation was troubling however as Reverend awoke in the municipal waste plant and ended up in the cabin in the woods where he found sickness gnawing at her fingers before splayed bodies murdered by those same hands. She told him how she awoke still in Devi's home however she was nowhere to be found and try as Sickness might she couldn't detect her anywhere. She was gone and Sickness was left to her own devices, reanimated.

The cabin incident wasn't on a whim unlike the camping family. After weeks being inside Devi's old apartment, Sickness ventured outside only to be overwhelmed into the wooded hills and found a cabin, hoped it would be empty but seeing as an elderly couple dwelling there wouldn't do as they were quickly disposed of. Reverend had only came into the picture right after such event occurred and realized that for the both of them, being alone unnatural beings wasn't going to work. And besides, the situation was too interesting to pass up.

For Sickness she just wanted to see how much control she could have.

"For the past 3 weeks I already know you don't like playing nice, you could've let the kid die of hypothermia but nooo," Reverend spoke in an almost teasing way.

"I'm getting tired of your easy going shit, just shut up already." Sickness protest, he only shrugged.

Reverend never really let Sickness get a rise out of him as he was a passable creature only leering to the right opportunity when someone was willing. Unlike his new ally who demanded such trust and submergence at once. He wasn't that forcible, or argumentative.

"Well seeing as you went after that family first, I had to be pliable. Otherwise I would've ruined your fun and besides I know your bloodlust is a somewhat vent of yours." Reverand spoke, he knew he was right as Sickness then turned to him wanting to say something snide back but knew nothing would be gained. So turning the other way sharply she continued to trudge through the snow as the two were a hill away from the cabin.

Eff awoke stretching and yawning out, "You really need to stop talking to yourself, it gets annoying."

His counterpart paid no mind to the others words as he remembered the nightstand. "You think you can open the drawer Eff?"

He turned to him, "What will you give me in return?" He inquired still laying on the couch.

D-boy raised a brow, "Do you really think being a prick now is fun? Nevermind, if you won't do it I can live with that."

Eff stood up, "Oh c'mon, you think anything you'd give me would help? Show me where the pissing cupboard is. Now you got me curious." He chided.

D-boy growled at Eff, he annoyed him but at the same time he wouldn't fight him. They've learned extended arguments and even physical fighting never got them anywhere and added resentment would slowly diminish.

The black, locked, nightstand seemed to be brand new and handmade with a wobble on its legs. Eff began to pick at the lock and realized it was simple, easy and possibly only needed a skeleton key to unlock.

"Well let's see whats inside shall we?" Eff grinned.

Opening the drawer, both figments faces contorted with confusion.