It was raining as it often did, but no, not that kind of rain that makes it impossible for you to think, the rain that flows from the ground up- just the normal kind that soothes the body and mind.

The downtowm you're in in Sicily has special kind of shadows lurking in the darkness.

You're a dancer in a nightclub, donned with the appropriate outfit and bunny ears, like a certain bartender you know... Only your specialties are different.

Now look behind. He's watching.