Dante grunted as the off music got louder and he leaned on the railing, holding his face. It wasn’t until the wave found a pair in the far side by the bar that their minds were quiet. Nothing going on. But suddenly Dante gasped and used both hands on the railing to stay upright. “What is this…”

Ana waited to cover their backs and when the other two were part way up the steps Ana turned sharply and her eyes flashed. A figure had appeared on the stage, red eyes watching her.