Pulling into the parking lot outside the studio where the Harbingers practiced Matt took a glance at the other vehicles that sat in the lot. Quickly noticing that Parker's van was nowhere to be seen. Not that it was surprising, Matt had left a little earlier than was normal and he had purposely cut through a parking lot to avoid the one red light he had almost hit. Choosing a parking spot near a street light Matt killed the engine and dismounted his ride. Using the street light he tied his moped up so that no one would steal it.

Walking towards the doors of the studio Matt pulled his phone from his jacket pocket, 5:42, he had made it here faster than he had thought. Heading inside he walked down a hallway and into a room that was littered with cables, amps, mics and stands, both for instruments and for mics. Matt spent the next few minutes untangling cables, get amps set up, both to the right volume and settings as well as getting stands set up for everyone. The whole time he left a central space clear, for Parker's drums. By the time he had finished his phone showed the time as 5:48. Proud of the prep work he had done, and with a distinct lack of any dream music making itself known, he walked headed back to the parking lot to see if the others had arrived, and to see if they needed any help with a carting the drums in.