A young boy peddled his bike down the street toward the festival grounds.

" I'm finally here, I'm finally going to find out who killed her ".

Nero was basically doing the police's job, only 2 years after his mother's murder the police decided to close the case because of the lack of leads. Well he couldn't blame them, most of the leads either ended with him in a dark alley way or in a pedophile's motel room.

Nero had a feeling this place would give the leads he needed to find his mother's killer. Nero confidently walked toward the festival giddy with excitement with his bike in tow.