<b>RE: Dark_Times</b><br/><br/>Raiker started the hearse the engine struggling for a second before catching, the exhaust spat out a cloud of black smoke and he cursed under his breath, this was either going to get him killed or help him move up in the world. He slowly pulled out onto the road, his eyes scanning every detail, he was waiting for something to go wrong. Raiker tried keeping his mind on driving and not what might happen, he did not like chance because fate never seemed to like him until now.