Dallas was in total darkness, that was for sure. He had no clue where anyone his. Quickly scrounging around in his pocket, Dallas pulled out his lighter, and flicked it on, creating a small, warming light in the total darkness. 'What the fuck just happened?' Dallas asked, hoping that someone would respond. His cigarette hung in his mouth, the smoke illuminating within the tiny light of the flame. Dallas held his lighter up, hoping that it wouldn't go out. He had the thing for 4 years, he'd wonder sometimes how it lasted this long. Dallas looked down to the tiny light then back up into the pitch black darkness. He quickly slid his unoccupied hand onto the handle of his 44. Magnum cautiously, just in case someone decided to go rouge. 'Let me guess. This is gonna be Tenpenny and House's big entrance?' Dallas muttered to himself, looking into the darkness of the room. Dallas sighed and let go of his magnum. He was being too prudent for someone like him. He needed to keep his cool. Dallas held the tiny light in his hand.