Reizu and Janz heard the awful roars, radio static, and gunfire as the officers rushed by them. Rez was almost pushed out of the way as they hurried to the back chambers. He looked at his brother who was staring back at him. "Well, this is bad, but exciting in a bad way. Should we jump out the train cause they have a lake nearby? Or do we see if we can help them?" The older brother thought for a second before his solemn reply. "Remember our code? To help those in danger, no matter what. We're goin' in. Costumes off!" The duo flung off the outfits and hurried to the back. The doorway, however, was blocked by scrambling passengers. Janz cursed their bad luck and looked to the window. An idea hit him like a baseball bat. He punched the window and extended his arm outside. Once he got a firm grip, Janz began to pull himselfoutside the window and called backto his brother. "Follow me! On the rooftop!" Reizu followed his brother's instructions and climbed to the top of the train. The air pressure was powerful but the brothers were used to this as they had done this nurmerous times. They hurried across the rooftop, dodging the steel bars and rails, to the destroyed cargo car. I knew my omen sense wasn't failing me, I knew it. The duo reached the car with no difficulties as they saw a gigantic scar on the door. Janz climbed into the door after pulling it back with Reizu following afterwards. They were awestruck at what they saw.