It was a long day for you and your usual train was packed with people.

The twins you oftenly saw towered over you. The white haired man began to smile at you and the dark hair man seems to be shy You could smells the scents of cigarettes coming from them but the scent of their Perfume suddenly made you unconscious

Acheron:"We did it."

the white haired speaks and the black haired nod

Arioch:"We did."

that was the last thing you've heard before you passed out.