Byron hanged up the phone rather frustrated. He made all the preparations he needed and his pals at the last moment desided to go in different parties. He waited so long for halloween and now his plans were down by his own friends. He looked at the mirror thinking how miserable this year, halloween will be. All this make up, all this dressing, all for nothing. His blue eyes were scanning on the Crow make up across his face. His white face with the black make up that went vertical on his eyes and horizontal at his mouth, while his long black hair were giving him the right resemblance to the character. The rest of his outfit was a tight pair of leather pants, that despite how tight he felt them on his crotch, they made his butt look hot. A black tight t-shirt, something it was easy to get and a long leather coat, a la Matrix, as he call it.<br/><br/>Picking up the invitations he recieved for halloween parties, he quickly tossed away the one he and his friends were about to go and scanned for any other party he could go alone. His attention caught a rather strange envelope that had his name on, which made the invitation, rather personal. All other invitations were about open parties and celebrations, all death and ghostly themed. As he read more on the invitation, a poker game was about to be held in a house and he was invited to go, wearing his costume. What really intrigued his mind was that the poker game was actualy a strip poker. That would be sugar in his bitterness and none will ever know where he went. No one would learn.<br/><br/>He quickly got out of the house and got in his car. A Shelby GT 500, a car that he worked for his entire life and the image of him dressed up like the Crow, was similar like the movies. Having the address in his mind he looked for the house driving slowly in the neighborhood and when he found it, he was surprised to see more cars, parked in front of the house. Finding a spot somewhere aside the road, he approached the door and knocked,he stated his name and showed the invitation and the door opened more to him to enter. Following the people, he stopped in the large room and scanned around first to see the players and then to find the bar. He would need as much drink he could get, for what he's about to play, he was not the outgoing person amongst his friends and a game like that would surprise even him. "Ummm, hello...I'm here for the game." he stated shyly to the people who were there, raising his invitation.