"What the hell? Am I that high?" he asked the girl. She shook her head and pulled a knife. 'Fuck off!' she screamed. Theo got in front of her and took the pocket protector made of plastic explosive out of his shirt. Stuffing it with cigarettes he threw it at Dayles feet, in a surprising move that caused both his girl and the hunter to pause. It seemed like a useless move. The half-second was enough to escape for him though.

Grabbing his new friend by around the waist he took a leap up to the fire escape and started to run, pulling her across the club roof as he detonated the explosive pocket protector laying at the feet of Dayle. A huge fireball rose from the alley and he didn't turn his head to look, though she did. He knew that the 13 cigarettes all burning at once would provide enough dangerous chemicals to burn that it would force the hunter away from following and cover up their scent trail.

Finally, after a few blocks of building-jumping, they stopped for breath. 'What was that' the raver asked Theo. He shook his head, breathing heavily. "I have no idea." he said. Grabbing her again he jumped off a roof to the ground below and sought out a convenience store. Buying more cigarettes and a large caffeinated drink to share, they sat in a park, far from the explosion. She had questions, and he would answer most of them, pretending to be higher on drugs than he really was when she didn't believe in vampires.