"Oh, there dem nigz go," Neo smugly said as soon as the two strange diners were out of sight, as they left the restaurant proper. "'Nd damn, dat magefag gurl. She wants mah dick. I kno' she wants ta suck eet real good."<br/><br/>"Neo, just because one of them blew a magical kiss towards our direction as a some sort of reply doesn't mean she wants to fuck you." Andy rolled her eyes sardonically. "Don't tell me you're going to chase after her."<br/><br/>"Fuck no, bitch," Neo replied to her. "I want me chikkin and 'taters, an' ya' want ya' steak. 'Sides, they holla back at us, and das all we need now."<br/><br/>Andy shrugged and sighed. "Hmn, I guess Heather was right about knowing how things work rather than just practicing them, huh?"<br/><br/>"No shit. Don't tell me you're trying to actually be a fuckin' necromancer but ain't knowin' no medicinal biology." Neo sneeringly replied to her, but in a good-natured way. "You're a fuckin' med student!"<br/><br/>She laughed and said, "Come on, it's not like, I knew I was capable of necromancy for a long time already."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>"Let me reiterate your testimony again, just for clarity's sake," Rattus said to the woman in front of him. He was interviewing her in the Temple, as the rest of the people there talked to each other about matters mostly tangential to the situation they faced. "You're saying that your friend, Miss Jennifer Harding, during one of her astral projections, was attacked by an unidentified spectral entity from a rear direction by surprise. As a result, she suffered an epileptic seizure, and is currently recovering in Saint Andrew's General Hospital, which is situated here in Winnfield. Was I able to repeat it precisely, Miss Keaton?"<br/><br/>"Jenn wasn't so sure if it was something spectral, Mister von Engels." Beth corrected him. She wore her black hair in a bun, and was wrapped in a fur-lined heavy longcoat with a oversized parka, which made her stand out from the rest of the mages. "Otherwise, you pretty much did repeat it. Precisely, too, and maybe a bit too much."<br/><br/>"Then if I sound pedantic, I apologize about that. But I cannot guarantee that such occurrence will not happen again." He told her.<br/><br/>"Thus, it isn't a necessity to say sorry about it." She answered. "But don't worry, I don't mind such."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Yukina was talking to Heather and Clarence about their experiences with Neo, the general nature of their existence as an organization, and more detailed accounts about other encounters that they determined to be possibly having a strong connection to the Old Facility. "It is really sad that your city government is not telling all of you people anything about the Old Nuclear Plant. It is a waste."<br/><br/>"Yeah," Clarence agreed. "People silently protested about it for a couple weeks after it happened, then suddenly..." He shook his head in resignation, basically telling something he felt like he didn't need to talk about further.<br/><br/>"It's aggravating, really," Heather said. "Huge amounts of taxpayer money were spent to build it, then they touted it as the next big thing that will 'change the world forever'. Now there it is, and it hasn't even provided a single spark of power to the state, much less to Winnfield."<br/><br/>"Um..." Yukina was nervous and worried when she started her next statements. "...I know this is too much of an unreal accusation, but eh, could it be that..." She leaned closer to them. "...the government knows something about the people being killed and taken away?"<br/><br/>"We don't know, really." Heather shook her head. "All we know is that even the city and state officials were angry about what happened. We can't blame them."<br/><br/>"It's probably on the Feds." Clarence interjected. "They aren't releasing crap about it, but that makes it more suspicious." Yukina's eyes widened with shock and concern. While she was no stranger to the possibly that the government was covering up what happened that the Old Facility, she adamantly reserved a lot of optimism and trust for authorities to do the right thing. But she felt doubt during that time, especially due to the paranormal nature of the case at hand.<br/><br/>"But what would the government know about all kinds of monsters like these? This is not the first time that we have came upon something like this, but not something involving the government of a whole nation." Yukina was visibly anxious, and it showed on her tone.<br/><br/>"If the Feds are involved in this, then I won't be surprised." Clarence decisively said. "But so far, I do think it's a stretch."<br/><br/>Yukina was nodding, trying to regain some semblance of hope for the whole situation. "Yes, we must not worry too much."<br/><br/>"Guys! Someone's coming!" Luke notified the others in the ruined tower. It made them look at the pathway that lead to the Temple, and they saw two figures. One was instantly recognizable, as it was Eddie, but he was assisting another person who seemingly had difficulty standing and walking straight. The nearer they got to the Temple, the more recognizable it became who the other person was. He was an old man, wearing a gray suit and tie, wearing a red polar jacket over it due to the winter. His head has turned white long ago, the creases on his face were undeniably giving out his age, and he was lanky. He came to the Temple chasing his breath rapidly, as if he ran more than his body was capable off.<br/><br/>When Clarence saw the old man, he immediately asked him. "Senator Madison? What happened to you?"<br/><br/>"Demons... Demons attacked my car!" The old Senator exclaimed in disbelief.<br/><br/>"Demons?" Heather asked him further. "What did they look like?"<br/><br/>"I don't know!" He wailed to her. "They attacked my car, and I suddenly just got out and ran away!"<br/><br/>"He is at a state of emotional panic." Rattus calmly said, apparently unfazed by what the Senator said. "Let him compose himself, then maybe we can question him further about his attackers."<br/><br/>Clarence sighed and commented, "I guess there goes my theory about the Feds."