Richtofen and his randomly chosen misfits, Dempsey, Takeo, and Nikolai, had to.. postpone their current agenda. Something else had come up. A sort of shadow in their heads. First, it had appeared in Richtofen's, taunting him about his wife and son. Without warning during the dream though, the shadow had disappeared.

Then, it appeared in Dempsey's dream. It was mostly a nightmare of his childhood, as the shadow perceived it to be. It was one of the most disappointing days in Dempsey's childhood, mostly.

Richtofen played it off as shared hallucinations.

Until it attacked Nikolai in his dream. It left a scratch on his arm too real not to be seen as a threat. When it was seen the next morning, Richtofen had to revoke his previous theory.

The group was now fixing up a small part of a warehouse for the night. Takeo had somehow found a blowtorch and wedged himself into the light fixtures to fix those. Nikolai had found a harmonica, playing it out of boredom with the scratch still visible on his arm. Richtofen was fetching supplies while Dempsey was beginning to ramble on to share hos experience as Richtofen had shared his.. mostly.

"There the bastard was, on the worst day of my childhood.." He began, nail between his teeth as he hammer a weaker part of the wall together.