[h1]Dante 'Dusty' Christiansen [/h1]

Dante looked out of the hotel window and Sighed. He had been talking to the locals about a Marine turned Vampire hunter in the area, by their calculations he should have been back by now. he knew that it wasnt a guarantee, but he hoped he could tag along with him and maybe find the bastard who burnt down his home. he turned back to his room and went over to the fridge and grabbed a beer. As he walked back over to the window he saw the guys RV pulling into town. "Damnit i just opened that beer aswell" he said slamming the beer down on the counter. He ran back to the bedroom and grabbed the gear he took with him and bolted down the stairs towards the reception.

As he reached the reception he took out 45 dollars and handed it to the receptionist. "Keep my room available for the next week. if im not back then clear out my stuff". he said as he darted out the door towards the RV. He ran out infront of it waving his hands to stop the van "Hey Stop, come on man stop Dude Seriously" then he stopped supprised to see who it was. "Hank?"