Black Duck wasn't going to come back and just pick up where he left off. That just wouldn't happen. No way." So you lied to her, and told her that y...u had to leave after the summer, that you were going off to Washington DC to start a band with some guys from State Of Alert and Nip Drivers. Where'd you get that stuff from?"Johnny reminisced and laughed a little to himself."You know, of course, but I won an air band contest by lip-synching to the Nip Drivers version of 'Rio'. And I'd just. "I never noticed."She rolled her eyes a final time, "Boys!" Her hand dropped the dice.It was only that evening, with Lisa already in bed asleep and Amy still out on her date when mother came to my room. I had resolved all day to ignore her overtures, her bedroom eyes, the offer obvious. But here in the silence of our home, it was more difficult."Lisa's light is out... could I do anything for you Liam?" She stepped into my room, revealing her lack of clothing - a single man's shirt, only. John Malkvic was preparing to enter the morgue. That's right, he was a mortician. Most of his days were spent grooming dead corpses for the funerals that awaited them. He in truth, hated his job. At first, John was fascinated at the concept of death; and thought it would be cool to work with the dead one on one. But as the years had rolled on he found it interlay too dreary. His shift began at 1 A.M., and finished at 8. On this night the rigorous hours pissed him off greatly. He was going to. “So they are here, somewhere? We assumed, when we saw the templars...”Conrad sighed. “Long story.”Uncertainly, Alistair pointed back the way the two Wardens had obviously come from. “There’s no other way out? It’s a dead end?” Rolan nodded. “Then let’s head up, and you can give your report to everyone at the same time. I look forward to an ... explanation.”I groaned in frustration at the delay; Rolan winced, and Conrad clapped his hand on the templar’s shoulder sympathetically, which surprised.