Not a single human soul was awake in the nightclub, and just like with the eight men from the first night, each one of them was rounded up. But not only that, any signs of what the night club once was, were being completely demolished.
The whole site was something Quinn couldn't believe. He wanted to shout out, stop them, ask them what they were doing, what they had planned to do with all the people in that room. But all he was in this story, was a bystander. Soon he came to the realization that everything that was happening, had already happened.
Watching everything was Vincent and Edward. "So are you ready to head back again for the rest of the year?" Edward said. "Jim will be happy you're back, you know he asks about you every day."
At that moment, he could see the girl he was talking to seconds ago, being dragged on the floor away like the rest of them.
"Make sure everything is sorted, we can't have anyone finding out," Vincent said as he walked off.
