By the time I arrived at Sugar Cube Corner, night had fallen and I was little more than a ghost moving through the shadows. I walked down the darkened road in absolute silence. Each step that drew me closer to the bakery was one of meticulous planning and calculation. Every possible scenario, every outcome, every turn of events I considered. Once I was within a block, I began singing lowly to myself.

“Show me how to lie, you’re getting better all the time at turning all against one, it’s an art that’s hard to teach… Another clever word sets off an unsuspecting herd, and as you step back into line, a mob jumps to their feet… Now dance, sucker, dance, man, they never had a chance and no-one ever knew, it was really only you. And now you steal away… Take her out today… Nice work ya did… You’re gonna go far, kid. With a thousand lies and a good disguise, hit ‘em right between the eyes, hit ‘em right between the eyes! When you walk away; nothing more to say, see the lightning in your eyes; See ‘em runnin’ FOR THEIR LIVES…..”
The Corner’s lights were still lit and three small shadows were moving about the shop. They were there. Waiting, in all probability. I shed my bandage, allowing the crimson eye and it’s inky black biohazard in place of my pupil and iris beneath to open and ready itself at the door and paused for the last time. This was it. Do or die. Reaching back into the tails of my coat, I drew and loaded the Dragon Bane.

“Heaven or Hell. LET’S ROCK!!!” I declared as if to God himself was listening.