name: Dillon Web<br/>location: Right outside the front door.<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br/>As he rode in the taxi to his new home Dillon regretted his decision to skip his sleeping meds the night before. He hated feeling drugged but today was a day that a little sleep would have done him good. He did not think he would be nervous but as he rode along he found that the lack of sleep was making him edgy.<br/><br/>The taxi pulled up and he got out his stuff. two suitcases and his camera. He looked at the house and laughed to himself.It was just like he would imagine a place like this would look. "what are you getting yourself into" he muttered to himself as he stepped forward. He wore well worn jeans and a black t-shirt with "fkh8t" written in purple letters. He thought about going for the door but wasn't ready yet so instead he got out his camera. It helped to look thorough the lens. For the moment he needed this to seem less real.