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</div>The night had been fraught with dreams that were disjointed and disturbing, and when Rebel woke up it had been with a start, chilled and covered in sweat. He took a quick shower, tossing all of the things left by Sou into the bin (who needed that many bottles of stuff?) and then dressed for work. Today should be a good day – he had plans to put together a few teams and start rolling out the schedules that he and Alvaro looked at.<br/><br/>It felt good to have a plan.<br/><br/>Until, that was, he got a knock on the door and a surly guard told him that Ray wanted him to meet the guy at the front gate.<br/><br/>"Right now?" he asked.<br/><br/>The guard shrugged. "That's all I know, Boss."<br/><br/>Damn it. Rebel nodded, then closed the door to finish getting his things together. He had stopped checking in his sidearm ever since the trek out with the exiled and strapped his holster to his belt before pulling on a light cover shirt. Whatever Ray Jr. wanted him at the gate, for, he wanted to be ready. Hopefully there wasn't going to be another group of people who were being kicked to the curb.<br/><br/>Not knowing where they were going, or how long, Reb stuffed a few things into<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.hiconsumption.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2021%2F11%2FBest-Sling-Bags-0-Hero-22.jpg&amp;hash=162044d3cba8dc47bf270b651e437b5c" href="https://cdn.hiconsumption.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/Best-Sling-Bags-0-Hero-22.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">a sling bag </a>and looped it over his shoulder. This one included a medical kit; he didn't need another Rachel incident. Or was it Rebecca? The past was becoming one big blur.<br/><br/>Grabbing a makeshift sandwich at the common kitchen and filling a water bottle that he added to his bag, he was finally ready. Rebel checked in with the front guard and saw one of the men he had put in charge of the shifts. He called the man over and let him know that he was leaving for a little while, but to keep working through the schedule they had all agreed upon.<br/><br/>Now there was nothing to do but wait. Whatever Ray Jr. wanted would be revealed soon, and though Rebel had mixed feelings about the young, emerging Abendblume leader, he felt like they would work things out now that there was a new direction and the community was taking their safety in a new direction.