<strong>Grayson Park</strong><br/><br/>A sudden light bursts forth from SJ, illuminating both the father and the boy.  With the father, it brilliantly lights up all the unholy parts of the man, from the way his rotten suit hangs limply upon his body, the way that the clay mask barely hides a face which has withered with time, and even the skin upon his hand as he aims the gun looks like leather.<br/><br/>With the boy, it's somewhat different.  It doesn't directly illuminate him, and he doesn't have any strange or unnatural features, but the area around him is bathed in shadows which become clearer, more distinct, and crawl towards him like serpents looking to strike.<br/><br/>While the father spends a moment putting up his off hand to shield his eyes from the light from SJ, the child lays still, the wind knocked out of him, and only manages a whimper.  "Don't worry, Dad...I'll help you..."<br/><br/>The full moon's light continues to fade as the father leveled his gun towards Nadia, his expression growing stern.  "Get off my son!"  Another gunshot reverberated through the trees.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nadia, roll soak.  You're looking at 3 levels of lethal damage.  Players are up.</div></div>