<strong>With Alice, Fate, and Mark<br/>On the way to the Caves</strong><br/><br/>Allison looked away from the window to the woman who shared the back seat with her.  Her mind didn't feel as rattled, now that she was warming up.  And, she didn't feel like babbling anymore.  But, she smiled slightly at the woman's questions.  She recognized her once she said her name, Alice.  A reporter.<br/><br/>"Yeah.  The bar is in a bad way," she said, and left it at that.  "Oh...the caves.  It's the pattern...the second Sunday of the month...  Bad things happen; you must know, must have noticed.  I guess I think if I'm there, maybe I can change the outcome.  Arrogant, I know."  She looked forward, out the front windshield at the illuminated swathe of road.  "Why are you all heading there?"