Name: jack Harth<br/>Location: In route to MacEwan, downtown Atro<br/>Time: 12:30 AM<br/>Tagged: Kythia, narrator/Maria<br/><br/>He watched Xuxa as she appeared, seemingly from nowhere, on the phone. And when she started to curse, his right hand went, from being relaxed and at his side, to sort of hanging down a bit, slowly moving back and forth.  His left hand seemed to cross over his gut,  almost as if holding it, but not really.<br/><br/>"Who the hell are you?" He didn't answer her question, because really, something struck him as off about her, the way she was almost nonchalantly dealing with the fact there was a beheaded corpse near them.  Then again, maybe she was more like him; cold and hardened to some of the horrors this world had to offer.<br/><br/>Either way, didn't matter, this whole situation was putting him on edge. And then, yet another woman shows up? Also acting fairly non-bothered by the scene. "Fuck it, I don't know what's going on, but--<strong>FUCK MY EYES!</strong>" He was about to just say fuck all this shit, he's just going to turn right around and go home and forget this night even happened; too much weirdness for his liking. But, mid-sentence, the flash grenade went off; hence his expletive.<br/><br/>Because that<strong> hurt. </strong>It hurt a lot, and it was not the sort of pain you could just shrug off.  He rubs at his eyes with the back of his hand, as if the flashes were something he could just clear away.<br/><br/>When he's able to actually see again, and note Ellen's disappeared... "Okay, if one of you knows something, now's the time for talking."