When Lily had made her way to the correct address, she knocked on the door. It appeared that no one was at home. A sigh escaped her lips as she knocked a few more times. Maybe he was out delivering paintings for his clients? She wondered if he had an umbrella with him this time. A frown appeared on her face as she retreated from the building. Her conscious wouldn't allow her to just give up and not pay for her paintings. With a new set mission in mind, she began walking towards the downtown. Maybe he was there?<br/><br/>As she looked for the man, she couldn't help but to gain flashbacks of seeing him while they were in the ambulance to the hospital. He had called for help when she felt like no one would. She also needed to thank him for doing so. Suddenly, she got a bad feeling all over her. While she got bad feelings, this one was unusually strong. It wasn't something she usually experienced. There was only one reason for this feeling though: Something, somewhere was very wrong.