Jazper Riylo stalked home after another day at the local 24-hour grocer. He fell down on his couch sighed and turned on the television. He wasnâ€™t sure why but things didnâ€™t look particularly great for him right now. He started wondering why everyone hated him but quickly abolished this thought form his mind. His life was no longer about love and friendshipâ€¦ It was about survival.<br/><br/>Jaz heard 3 knocks on the door<br/><br/>[Muttering]â€œOh you have got to be kidding me.â€<br/><br/>Jazper cursed his luck and ran to his bedroom. He quickly grabbed a small pistol and his prized dagger.<br/><br/>â€œWho is itâ€<br/><br/>He asked fearful for reply. What he got was 3 deliberate knocks on the door.<br/><br/>Jazper cursed his luck and found a flashlight on the counter he used to go into the shadow realm. He turned it on, put it over his head, covered his mouth, and slipped into the realm of shadow.<br/><br/>When he came back up in his â€œShadowâ€ apartment he opened the door, walked down the stairs, and started relocating. As he searched the realm of shadow for a new place to live or at least long enough for the â€œscientistsâ€ to get off his ass he praised the only luck he had found in the entire day. That was the longest he had ever gone in one place, all of one month.