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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden’s Home —> Driving – Chicago, IL
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	[color=#006400][i]”Waren Sie schon einmal in einem der Nachtclubs?”[/i][/color] I ask him. There was one specifically that I had in mind. It was no ordinary night club. The room was always packed with supernatural creatures of all types. It was a sort of “neutral” area as there was a lot of rivalries within the supernatural community. It was a good place to get information, make contacts, and have a hellish good time.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House —> Driving – Chicago, IL 
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	As we near the hospital, I pack up my bag once more. Caden and Nero’s voices sort of fade into the background as I watch the city pass. I feel bad for Nic and even more so for what I am about to do to his mother. Of course, she won’t look any different, but defacing a body is disrespectful. Unfortunately, I have long lost my compassion in that area.

	I sigh as we pull onto the right street. There was no turning back now, and what we were going to do was to save the people of Chicago. We were doing a good thing.

[hider=Translations]Have you been to any of the night clubs, yet?[/hider]