<strong>Nadia's Car</strong><br/><br/>This late at night, the city was somewhat empty as compared to the throngs of people during the shining sunlight.  Not that there weren't too many people around, and a number of cars still lined the road, but the loneliness was still present.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img84.imageshack.us/img84/934/infested.jpg)</div><br/>Of course, tonight held its own surprises.  One area which the van drove past held an apartment complex, a reasonably nice neighborhood, nowhere near rich but clean and in decent repair, had a strange mark of graffiti upon it.  Lines and dots, but somehow making perfect sense, as if Nadia had been trained to recognize and understand such things.  The word which the symbol said was simple: Infested.  Whoever had marked the building in black spraypaint had wanted her, and likely others, to know the terrible truth about the Oakville Apartment Complex.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/3757/safehaveny.jpg)</div><br/>The second symbol noticed came from driving along Everton Avenue, passing an abandoned nightclub called Sunset.  Although the windows had been boarded up, the door was accessible, though closed.  The black spraypaint had marked this building as well, but the meaning of the sign was entirely different: Safe Haven.