As Kyra walked trough the kitchen, she noticed that there wasn't any food left that was eatable... She sighs and grabs some salt from the counter, wich was used to mark the doors and windows for our stay in this hotel.
Kyra placed the salt in her backpocket and walked towards the stairs, as she noticed the others came back from their scavanging, she just glanced back at the stairs, she didn't wanted any company for the time being... It was something she always had at the start of a new place where they would work from...
As she ascended the stairs, she tought about a saw, wich would be handy for if she was attacked, she walked back, into the cellar and as she saw the toolrack, she grabbed one of the good looking saws from the rack, and walked back upstairs, towards the roof where she was headed.
As she reached the roof, she glanced around, no demons... Thank god... She sat down in the middle of the roof, in the beam of the moonlight, as she placed salt around here, and placed the saw next to her.
As she closed her eyes, she placed her hands together, as most did when they would start to pray. But instead, Kyra started to sing, her voice sounded like one of an angel, but she was a mere humanbeing... It filled the entire town wich they were in, but the song itself was ment for Father Almighty, for it was her prayer towards him... 
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{Please visiualize her when you listen to the song ^^}
As she finishes her prayer, she smiles for a short time, she enjoyed to sing, and yet hated it to be watched... She never truelly enjoyed others hearing her as they saw her singing, she loved to sing more when she was alone, and they would just hear it...

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As Lance glanced around, he sensed something weard once the lightning struck, he noticed an angel, a strong one indeed... But at the same time a dark smell filled Lance's nose, the smell of a demon... Was it possible?! A demon amongst them?!
As Lance glanced towards Father Gabriel, he just saw a glance of what seemed like wings... Lance rubbed his eyes, and glanced at Father Gabriel again, but there were no wings at all... Perhaps it was just his imagination?
As the scavangersteam returned Lance just smiled, and just as he wanted to stand up to prepare some food for the group, a voice was heard trough the entire hotel...
A pure voice... Filled with light... And yet a dark tainted aura was sensed within it... Only those who were angels or demons could feel this... Mere humans only could feel the light coming from this song... And Lance knew it was a prayer towards their Father...
But who was missing in their team? As Lance glanced trough the group, he was already again distracted by the fact that food had to be cooked... But his mission came first!
In a mere second, Lance grabbed out a small notebook, wich was holding all the information about this party, but no human could truelly read it, because it was written in the ancient languedge of the angels... Evokian...
Only those who were truelly gifted with the ancient languedge and knew how to read it, would be able to even descipher just a small part of it, for Lance played it smart, and placed allot of words all around the paper, just to make sure no one would truelly be able to understand it.