<span style="font-weight: bold">Monday, 4/21/20, 12:00 am</span><br/><br/>Fireworks exploded in the black sea above, scaring away the once calm animals and attracting guests of interesting backgrounds. The front entrance of Epicurus Fao was brought to life by spotlights and dozens of flashing cameras. A few dozen journalists and a few dozen bellies crowded around the entrance as Frank Rockefeller walked down with a slick suit and tie. His shining smile reflected back all of the flares of the crowd. He approached a maroon ribbon that barred the double doors of Epicurus Fao. A small girl waddled up from behind him.<br/><br/>"Doloris if you'd give me the scissors please," Frank said to the girl with a sparkling smile. Doloris' face was a black hole to the rest of the crowd, her small sneer seemingly sucking in some light. Nevertheless, she pulled out a massive pair of scissors from her pocket and heaved it into Frank's hands.<br/><br/>"Ladies and gentleman, preys and preds," Frank announced as he aimed his scissors at the ribbon, "Allow me to welcome you to the greatest place on Earth, Epicurus Fao!" The blades of the scissors tore through the ribbon like a knife through cake. As the ribbons floated to the ground, the crowd formed itself a line that flooded past the entrance. Frank's eyes set themselves on Guillermo and he approached him with a huge, cheesy grin on his face.<br/><br/>"You there, ummm..." Frank stopped to look at his nametag, "Guillermo! Do me a favor and make sure no ends up a pancake on the way inside. There's more pleasant ways to die here." He made a wink with a small twinkle popping out his eye.<br/><br/>"Wouldn't that be nice," grumbled Doloris with crossed arms.